Monthly Archives: August 2017

Bliss

Bliss In that milky pout of bubble, which births from your tiny lips, there rests a purity of being; timeless, ancient, bliss which resonates through centuries as life’s perfect kiss; where virgin beginning, lives in fragile hope of tender years. Advertisements

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Hesitate

Hammer at the feelings, frame the thoughts denied, dump the doubts and fears; epic are the tides. Rivers will keep flowing, hours the list of days, straight the moment calling; protects you in all ways. Sense the gusts of knowing, … Continue reading

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Borders

The real borders exist in the mind, and have no form in the material world, but are more powerful, than any fence or wall or gate might be, for they enclose our thoughts, our beliefs, our attitudes and often, our … Continue reading

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Lies

It was the first lie which led the way, like an orange beacon on the hill of deceit, beginning that march into evil, which left love hanging on the broken gate of betrayal, where more lies stood as statues, carved … Continue reading

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New Life

You became who you were in an exploration, of becoming, through the marriage of male and female, woven into being in dark brightness, where silence sang ancient songs through watered, imaginings; drifting in an ocean salted through time and love, … Continue reading

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The Flood

They’ve taken down the shining light, and the river, has returned to its blackened, hidden self. In that place of dreams, night beds down, slow forgetting tides and flow, calling to the darkness, arched as innocent surrender, true to sightless possibility, nothing seen, just … Continue reading

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The End

Seconds break from ocean of time, sculling through foaming minutes, dragging waves of sodden hours, thundering into dropped days as they wash upon life’s sandy feet; crumbled careering of bubbled beginnings, and frothing ends, those months, years and decades which … Continue reading

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