The greatest smile is DEATH.
How welcomed. The eternal embrace!
But how i belong here — beyond the
world’s end _ no longer human.
i embrace ~ with the broken!
:: 01.31.2024 ::
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WELCOME MY GHOSTS
THAT I have tried and succeeded is only in great measure
That you have been there with all my fears and displeasure.
Holding my cramped heart and swollen hands is how you have
Saved both my mind and spirit – the soul; still intact down
By the emptying rivers that lead to unexpected consequences.
And to weep while watching the death of a perfect day and to
Realize that birth was only half that day ago is sobering:
We watch each other’s eyes while laying on our sides and
Breathing in cadence I tell you that I am a fortunate peasant
And you the Queen who has welcomed by Ghosts.
:: 07-12-2017 ::
THE COLORS OF LIVING LIFE
i was dreaming of
colors inside
my lonely Soul of
Cobalt violet
and viridian skies
Inside keeping my
heart so cadmium yellow;
Claude Monet’s lilies
keeps me alive.
Imagine cobalt blue,
a peace upon the canvas
lead white kissing
with French ultramarine skies
and we hold hands
— where we leave grief
and misunderstanding
behind. Kissing beneath
the sun i say, “Cadmium
Orange hugging Vermilion”
And the world murmurs
“That’s so very true.”
:: 03212016 ::
THE CYCLE OF LIFE’S COLORS
ablaze beached-brash dusty flamboyant
fluorescent gaily heart in life by harmonious expectation…
of rejection?!
so harshly my lover; iridescently
in your ways
and at times when the blue jay
hesitates in song — monotone
and muted in love; is when the feeling of
joy turns pastel begging
restrain as the last moments
i have remembered in sepia
as photographs so old they are
red-brown colored;
to have known love so translucent
and vivid — a shade violent!
just too painful to recall
and now all white a washed in
what-WAS and isNOW
:: 07-21-2015 ::
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