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He looks delighted His eyes his hands precious commodities Closing my eyes rushing sounds impart Pushing colors inward from dark Squeezed through sockets fingertips following pathways Propelled breath’s tailwind Elfin spiral sparks ground fires ignite elliptical tides Rainy day washed blues Red ochre sand stained footprints Grounded pebbled toed yang  jumps Yin crawls in. *Expressionistic […]

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  Ehecatl (wind serpent)   There it was in the morning, fluttering frenetically wings buzzing humming invisibly moving; Alighting on a little silver cup tracing grandmothers name. Dragonfly: translucent, iridescent and Mesmerizing. Hovering about the reading chair ancient wind serpent came and stayed. Vibrating initiations for a path to midlife renewal.   Weeks later Too […]

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  Your large hands travel across and around the curves of my soft body, your fingers trace a gentle glowing pleasure,   a curled, knuckled wake still trembles   long   after your touch has gone, I can hear your breath, honey tonal, hear the moans. our juices spread, sucked and licked. Outside and closing […]

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With each embrace there is no distance between us and yet we hold the space of the whole cosmos, indefinable. Each one of us, a thought in the mind of the ocean of perception. Our minds our hearts  yearn to name what we feel, to be loved, to be known, each   is the power we need,   folded […]

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  I fell in love with you knowing you were a fiction masquerading as fact. Your words the sweet sagas of a wandering hero, Your silence a Haiku scribbled in invisible ink. Your rambling tales made Scheherazade look like an amateur, Your words, spouting from the fountain, washing away my apprehension. You the proud Persian prince, strutting like a peacock in […]

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In the quiet moments I take deep breaths, that turn into deep sighs, and an inconsolable grief percolates up from the depths of my being, I feel  sorrow and grief so unbearable I know not what it is or whence it comes. pause breathe   I cannot comprehend the enormity of this presence it is threatening […]

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And when you showed me the Bridge* in the morning, and me leaning on the lamppost wiping eyes, Nobody knew I cried or would have cared anyway slip on the water and fall down the stairs in the hall and the long line of chairs, And when you showed me long gold hair on a […]

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  Bring me your shattered mind, your bruised and battered soul, and lay your weariness across my lap like swathes of silken cloth. Let me stroke the worn tapestry of your torn misery. My strong smooth thighs hold you as you turn your face to nuzzle deep into my musky darkness. The ancient call and […]

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Sitting outside in the dark, bare feet pushed into the warm sand, I gaze up at the night sky and there is Venus sitting right in the lap of Scorpio. I think of you. The evening breeze gently cools my skin and suddenly I am there right beside you, on the rug in the garden, both of […]

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An author sits at a weathered table mission style in an alcove with leaded glass above light rain mists the light within, fountain pen clasped between fingers the ink flows on a sheet of paper calligraphy is a sensual expression an idea emerges intimate with it’s creator uncongealed in its quest wavy black lines on […]

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He was gazing at the long black smooth polished marble made rough by too many names inscribed, a war is a flood of tears amid the sacred joy of flagellation wrapped in a tattered flag of promise statues of combatants and names of generals, intimate diplomacy requires a compassionate heart but the fiery ball was […]

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Blind by L J Frank

It’s not easy waiting… patience may wear thin when you know the end of the Play is just that and nothing else, staying productive is a personal habit for the breath of the soul and the health of the mind. its easier to smile when not knowing a given moment fear and jealousy have few […]

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Context is the ambience the vocabulary of a framework a structure for understanding with tolerance waiting in the wings speculated and studied privacy is public and public is private events become armored when a dialogue arrives as a soliloquy and dogma closes the sanctuary door.   A passageway reveals once it’s opened but verisimilitude bewilders […]

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  Allegations collide nonlinear words drone against a plaster ceiling amiss is an adjective amid the theory & content of chaos, everyone is suspect while no one is Inspector Clouseau queries, is anyone hiding there in the dark?   Surveillance, the ubiquitous voyeur cameras blink in flashes the overhead prism of dangling colors, choice appears […]

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He’s distinguished and well-connected so it’s alleged he knew the greater the lie, the greater the reward there was a joy to his world cloaked in fake news denying you said, what you said moments before words are meaningless in the Neo Wave of Truth, some things are beside the point as a bright young man fell […]

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