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Love and hate

How can love walk hand in hand with bitter hate when each is so opposed and driven to be different, to reach beyond the purpose that the other would have, disappearing into worlds each would prevent?   And yet it … Continue reading

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LOVE AND HATE

How can love walk hand in hand with bitter hate when each is so opposed and driven to be different, to reach beyond the purpose that the other would have, disappearing into worlds each would prevent? And yet it does, … Continue reading

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Thoughts – a sonnet

Why is it that the thoughts do jostle sadly close, and ride upon the feelings of the day and night, where sorrow holds the reins of raddled reason; consciousness is torn through fear’s dark blight? I cannot answer questions which … Continue reading

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I couldn’t find me

I gave you my love and you held it so near. I gave you my heart and you held it so dear. You gathered my laughter, and stood by my pain; a guard by my fear till I joined you … Continue reading

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How easily we pour forth hate     How easily we pour forth hate and point our crippled fingers, at those we have judged guilty, before their time in court. How quickly we condemn someone, for crimes that we can … Continue reading

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Love and hate

  The bed was made and by the side stood Love’s companion Hate; holding hands through passion’s shroud, Life’s true supplicate. It’s when the heart is fully drawn, in soulful, sundered shape, that these two take their places; observe, as … Continue reading

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Bonds   Something holds me locked in pain, this prison of my making which strangles all I hope to be and cruel defines my fate. What blow will break the bonds which hold me in this way, or must I … Continue reading

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Saturday, January 12, 2013 Infidelity   The template made clear cut, fine-edged in skeletal relief, it’s shadow thrown through blood and bone, it’s pattern ridged with grief. Cold echo from the past, still drawing shadows real, to grip my heel … Continue reading

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