New Poem – The Spark..

  The spark In a void, Once only a shell.   A curl, A husk of life, A chrysalis Waiting to burst.   Awakening Becomes A morning look That welcomes Warmth, No sour or arid Sleep now.   Such rising spirit A swelling mound, A fine, fresh Moist prominence Of sorts, Eager to receive Such gain.   Pressing, breasting, Poised To leave its...

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Joy….

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New Poem – Life is….

  Life is suffering Speckled with joy.   So treasure it When that blessing comes.   Bringing with it, As it does, A nourishment That’s so rich, So intense, You could run a knife Through it, Like a slab of butter.   A sacred hamper Of hope then, For far tougher days Ahead, When storms A plenty Will, once again, Seem to chide us so.   Yet...

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The indelible presence…

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Our life…

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Caught as I still am….

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Just as we would…

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Whatever despair….

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