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We moved about the soil with filthy hands

dried from lack of rain and more dust

than life within the fallow soil

where nothing grew… 206 more words


kissing reality on worse(r) days

to look and see the good, is better, still
for how can Real exist in life without bold complication?

love in looking outward to next unbroken dream, 139 more words



Our human clocks wind down
Sun hides below the edge of our vision
eclipsed moments as two circle round each other
trying to find the balance… 227 more words



I expect joy
and a smile
and the warmth of
too many souls
during daylight hours
and a star
at night.

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Picking pieces

We gather our semblance of finds,

Pieces of blue to match

Each mood that drifts through rooms

Like ghosts who speak

To those in tune to knowing. 210 more words


Trick or

I shut out the lights in the living room and stepped outside. It was ten o’clock and another balmy night in Venice. The rough newly cut St. 1,897 more words


Ghost of life

We are worn smooth

Grainy finish tempered by the hands of time

Broken down unknowingly

With each step we take across

The threshold of our days. 175 more words