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Category: Prosetry

A Place of Love

I sit in silent contemplation and awe of the direction my life has taken. Where I’ve been. Where I’m headed. I am amazed by the change that has manifested in my […]

Beyond here be Monsters

A little piece I wrote this seveal years ago when I was facing the necessity of rejoining “civilized society” after being off-grid and pretty much off the map for a […]

In this field of dreams

  Though I walk alone in this golden field I feel you occupy the spaces I have created for you in my heart. I reach out to you with my […]

While I Wait for You

    I don’t know you not yet but while I wait for you alone not abandoned not incomplete not unworthy but deserving hopeful prepared I will love myself like […]

You don’t know me

You don’t know me. Maybe we’ve met or spoken. Maybe you have read what I write. Maybe you only know what it is that I do for you, that I love you, […]

Why the cold walks – from 12/30/2014

  This enemy forged from ice threatens the meager armor I wear to protect myself from its invasive presence. It creeps in wherever I let my guard down and assumes […]

I am Yours

Beloved, I love you Completely Entirely With every cell in my body With every atom that makes up every cell With the nucleus and nucleotides that make up those atoms […]

Succulent

never there always wanted seldom had often enojoyed mostly missed longed and sought after sung about written about “dreamed” about succulating stimulating simulating suffocating   resuscitating   sleep …not tonight […]

Footsteps at my door

I was awoken last night From the deepest of sleep Devoid of dream By a strong feminine presence I heard With ears sharpened by the dullness of slumber The softest […]