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The Forest fell from the Sky ( Arabian Nights)
My foot strides again, over even ripped municipal cobbles, missiles.Oh, that we had time for civic pride, dear Gaza. Catching up my mind’s eye,breath-taking, aghast, imagination fails.And the non accommodating cafe chairs now suffice;for although reclining catsby the ‘Medina’ passage still pose. The grid and a currency of electrons became useless that nightof the furnace wind.Not that they…
Seven Directions
The East, your homeland eyes,but claimed by some, in their westwards intent.In any case, it flowsin all of you, rivers, forest, shore.The South seeking freedom,sun, licence, strong tasting and fiery nightsIn which you partake,to abandon northern norms.North of you and I alike,in this place we now live.Our current sanctuaryand place of worldly doings, we may commute at our will.And West, where all…
Speak Spark
( without words do it ) In the now of us, know I miss you, even though just now we conversed well enough of all and sundry, laundry. In this small hour, though there’s no small talk, or pithy debates needed, just bring us our juicy completions! Yearn a little, now … … Now, lust at not only some latent spark, but rubbed together fire in our bellies, Thus, ambush me, pull over my…
On salad shortages and the North
So, just like that panic and searching questions set in, supermarkets and the streetsof Belfast in the North. For there, let them eat cake but not bread,for a strike of bakers.And you may have saladsbut only three both sides,o'er the Irish Sea border. Over another line,the thirty-eighth we may see Hyesan.Parallels, so ours a consumer demand economy, there's a commandand it's party time,all the…
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Celtic Imbolc 2023…You Can’t Keep a Good Woman Down!
Imbolc is the celebration of the first day of Spring in the Celtic Calendar…(see the calendar in my bookstore link at the top of the page). The celebration begins on the evening before with a fire…this is a fire festival! All ancient Celtic Festivals begin at sunset on the evening before. Feast and fire go […] Celtic Imbolc 2013…You Can’t Keep a Good Woman Down!
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The arching spear moment That is you and it’s me, between my legs ‘I’. You are there In the small hours of the morning, caressing. The only heart that matters now, it aches and thanks to abandon. (H)and on Just now, we can see, We can be. Anything … But now all I want is you. To allness undress, you now, in my mind, and in that body. So now, I can feel this moment. This moment,…
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Hope and Wonder
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Issue VIII: Guinevere now available!
Issue VIII: Guinevere (rebirth) is now available to download and purchase. Digital downloads are free and print copies can be ordered from Lulu Bookstore. Links below! Digital download Print editionIssue VIII: Guinevere now available!
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In deep midwinter
The eve of winter Solstice.I cycle at night and in my beama harbingerborn of warming.Myriad snowflakes aflutterbefore me and waft past.Not crystalline but moth,host are they,a message, too late?Late to that table,our over abundance.Change, demise, both?Take your pick, feast on this.All the early apples got eaten, wasps.Keepers don't keep anymore.See that man up a tree,he does seem busy this…
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Freedom's Choice
Freedom’s Choice
You, mystery , but known perhaps too well.In this moment, my thought,as I close my door, yet again, and walk in alone, you.Of the flame, that dances nightlyin warm solace, of the way, wished now. You, that cheek gently turnedto meet the approach of my lips.You, the one that I died for, in my headand then, forcibly, chose life and lifelines.That I would shake, out of this dreamto the reality, to…
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Wisdom at harvestime
We have gathered in on all sidesthe bounty that we might.A stock of goodwilland products of summers gone by.We made brave facesfor encouragement of the good work,of healing that little corner of our planet.But your haven now is not mine, or in mine.For you cannot let go as much as you have, somethings,hoarding options.As if a true heart may go to morn market, but not sold till dead of…
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Two days, two nights
You see, I saw it differentlyat two in the morning.Here's me, two miles hencewaking at twowith just it, desire.For what purpose, that thing in me now?All I have to do is wait, until shortly as I lay still, so.Eventually, was the light of our love represented also in that faltering of light and giving away, your giving away.When those many things we cannot know now,come to pass,Grant us all, that…
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Long time coming
Champaign cascade wavestops flickedover passionatescarlet blockfor now,am I content.This moment,this visionappears true,chosen.
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Weaving the Change
With intent we weave the change of love and protections.We take what time we may have left,in the presence of each other.Subtly, the changes come.What we have now, is good for now.We have the connection.We have the on button and off.What to have then when we've weaved our way a little into the future?Presence, intention, protections.And the world outside, at least for a time,Should be stopped.So…
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It's Unspoken
It’s Unspoken
Yes, even though if now, it's largely unspoken.All those little things that could speakand say so softly, warmlyI, you.You know, I knowwe need notknowing that, we canand should be easy, on each otherin that, you, me.
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It's Unspoken
It’s Unspoken
Yes, even though if now, it's largely unspoken.All those little things that could speakand say so softly, warmlyI, you.You know, I knowwe need notknowing that, we canand should be easy, on each otherin that, you, me.
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The (Per)Missive
Allow this. You will have memories. And you may guess the shape of them, and that's allowed. But for now, simply. embrace,that you will have memories and they, may be shared.
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