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A Poet's

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Where Poems Come From

2/24/2018

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Picture
Sometimes poems wash on 
Over me
Like a cold, unyielding storm
The beautiful disaster
Of umbrellas lost
Replaced by words
That fall to know the way

Sometimes poems break through
Into me
Like a warm, unseeable light
The undeniable bliss
Of galaxies born
Retold by words
That burst to laugh and play

Sometimes poems never 
Come at all
Like a thank you or a please
The unspoken love
Of excuses made
Renewed by words
​That come another day 
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Weeping

2/16/2018

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I️ wept for joy, I️ wept for love
I️ wept for Him, I️ wept for none
I️ wept to know
what weeping had done
to the one He adored
and called His son
I️ wept to feel
what He had won
and from weeping no more
​would I️ now run

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I Saw an Angel

2/9/2018

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Picture
One early summer morning
In the darkness before dawn
With my eyes struggling to 
Stay open
A glistening aura
Brought new life into my soul
Spreading her wings wide
She looked down
With wonder
With grace 
With awe to her there was 
Nothing more scared than
Human life
And nothing more beautiful
Than the blessing of eternal
Happiness
For all those seeking peace
And unconditional love
I stook back in disbelief
Someone so small, yet so
Miraculous
There was no mistaking 
Her celestial nature
From beneath her beaming 
Halo
She spoke one request
Please, save my mother
So that I may watch over her
From the heavens above
Speechless, all I could muster
Was a simple smile
Still shining forever brightly
The angel smiled back
It's okay, there is no need for
A reply
For it takes much more than
Silence
To keep your face
From speaking a thousand
Words
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A Graceful Letting Go

2/2/2018

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Picture
Amidst the marigolds
She wept
Her gaze directed inwards
To the backs of her lids
No room for the light
To come shining on in

What was this place
She has once called home,
Where the squirrels went on scurrying
To find last year's fallen plunder
And the bluebirds stop to flirt
And make love with the passing breeze

A home she had left
To make room for a house
Where eyes sought the truth
Between meals from the breast
And ears knew no peace
Save the fall before sleep

For sleep she knew well
An escape from dampened walls
That never stopped wailing
Asking between breaths
To find life's real colors
When all the world seems just grey

For in life there is death
And in death there is life
With space inbetween
To sing the word cherish
And listen for the echo
Of the house that comes crashing down
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