Grateful

fragile is a heart inside the chest of a childbirds and butterflies tread entwining gifts there toosoft young skin shivers as melancholy air covers him with blue stitches of memories stretching out in hopefrozen between three snowflakes watching lady timeblue jays singing notes of love as church bells blissfully chime aromatic petals on a golden […]

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The Earth Has Feelings Too

silence is an earless solitary creaturewithout words alone in the damp eye of dusk a red clock balances barren time evenif its long arm is short and bluebirds boast words fly back to you like a memoryof winds blowing in circles catching leaves hummingbirds hover backward whencherished souls like white doves rise to heaven love […]

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You Are

You Are whispers of pale gold gliding over my skinspots of a fawn landing on mushroom capssighs from blue whales a thousand miles away You Are kindness of a prayer floating up to Godlaughter of a child standing in a paintinga wooden barrel full of Eastertide’s flowers You Are promises dancing on ruby colors of […]

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The Poet’s Tender Heart

love, a raindrop, a snowflake, or the uniqueness of the flight of the leafmoon shades of green bringing forth a canvas within the ocean’s kelpsongbirds sing for both you and me underneath the power of the same blue skyblack keys suit the music of your mystifying and powerfully winged wordswhite keys that are jealous are […]

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White Flower

To you who give your love to Him unseen, unknown His love aboundsDrifting from your locks, hues of ruby, golden wheat and reddish brownsAdulation, knees red from our supplication drift up to God, Our LordTo smite the enemies of His devoted with the Authority of His SwordAngels with coronets of Sacred Blue Lily and the […]

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Climbing Trees

Sweat oozed from my pores as I ran toward the barnSand spurs stung the bottoms of my fleeing feetAs I sprinted wildly toward Margie’s southern farmI prayed my drunk daddy would do me no harm In the woods, I had played with dollies and climbed treesThe big three, one with a treehouse I had visited […]

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Stream of Tears

Smooth white rocks line the familiar bedA sad child sits close beside me by the streamProviding me a harbor where I come to scream. Yabbies, mountain lobster or mudbugsCrawdads swimming against Nature’s mirrorI point them out to the girl who is now nearer. Appalachian bristle fern surrounds usNo one will attend my nursing graduationI share […]

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Making Eggs

Tied up, beat up, washcloth stuffed into her bruised mouthTwo legs and two arms tied to bedposts in a messy fashionMuffled screams came from their room quite a frightful sightHow was I to tell my mom a normal, love you, and good night Why didn’t he just shut the door and save me from this […]

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