joy

when you stop for a moment
to consider
joy~ forced or real
all is well

kronos/kairos

did you wonder
what the time meant
when the minute of a dream
turned over on the clock of reality?

twilight

evening shadow
slanted low
i wonder what lies
on the other side
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one single impression

release

despairing,
i shed the weight
in honest words
of true contrition
absolved
& made light

question

the answer:
a poetry of still hummingbirds
& roses
washed up on the beach
a desire to hear
the chanted psalms
ancient tongue by candlelight
to lean against the masonry
of millenia
long settled places...
as i pluck
the last rose of summer
before the chill wind does
i hear no more sound
save the severed vine
(the silence of hurt)

semplice

be not afraid
of time spent
stewing in magnificent turmoil
just live
& breathe

if only i had time...

...i would
write the poem
that begs some ink
letting it
slowly drip from
the pen's tip
without a pause
in fluid release
until exhaustion
replaced the clamour
of words.
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...i would
take the slow train
to the places in my dreams
without an itinerary
ambling about
a destination i chose
when the whistle sounded
just right.
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...i would
sit in the midst
of those i love
& just be grateful
for one whole minute
without another thought.
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...today i have the time.
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one single impression

fading memories

i came by this way
only yesterday
i was but a girl
what stretched
out before
has come & gonelost in thought

i turned today

to catch a glimpse

of myself

in your lens

of fading memories

one single impression

a summer's day

not so far beyond

the bare-limbed chill on the wind

lies a summer's day

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one single impression

resolve/resolution

with firm resolve
and clean slate of hopefulness
each day made new
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have a blessed 2009!!

mezzanotte

dyslexic christmas scene
stories told
of pasts i don't know
painted on the backdrop
of frozen evergreen
with open-windowed noises
whispering summers
voices
have another drink
to new year's cheer
try to find
the peace
in turbulent air
as revelers count down
mezzanotte
longing, far from home
i listen
for traces in the pause...
of comfort
i look
toward the unknown
standing in the shadows
of what was
answers in the flames
that burn
in the hearth
of my new year's
lullabye

stardust

new moon sky
filled with
starry delight
cracks in heaven's floor
stardust
falls upon the shore
of nighttime's
winter dreams
moving slowly
in between
midnight thoughts
& slumbering nods
darkness holds
a long reign
with trails of stardust
in its wake
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one single impression

a winter's day

late dawn peeking
a pink layer
across wind chill...
snuggle deeper
under down
comfort.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
a fire building
in the hearth
& heart
with steaming mug
in hand.
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early twilight leaving
a wake of starry sky
candles lit
& vespers sung
a winter's day
is done.
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one single impression

hope

in quiet hush

hear the angel's

whisper

softly across

december twilight

comfort

wrapped in soft
by fire's warmth
winter content
in early dusk
candle glow
against the frost
while in the dark
beyond
snow gently falls

tired

as life drips
slowly
from the container of my being
i've less reserve
& more stillness;
the widening spaces
within
are receptive,
taking in & turning over
expanding while time
is shrinking

childhood memory

slipping through the cracks
of ordinary life
during a movement
a stirring of air
when i smell her perfume
slipping through the cracks
of celestial veil
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one single impression

just...

write your baggage
neatly in script
wrapped in pure white;
then...
crumple it
toss it
burn it

send it

publish it

& feel your burden

lessened.

courage

to wake this day
knowing the flood of memories
saps my courage
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
i miss you, daddy.
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one single impression

surprise

dreams long dormant

find their way to the surface

of my new reality

my smile is smug with certain joy

knowing you lifted the lid

of my pandora's box

to a flutter of life's confetti

paradox

smile
even though the heart
weeps
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one single impression

still

i could not cry
so i let
the condensation
of my cold water glass
trace tears
for me

disguise

under the guise of
cheerful smile & wave of hand
i mourn your absence
one single impression

gift

echoing across
time's never-ending
whispers of wisdom
your words
to my childhood ears
a gift
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
one single impression

never ending

little breaths
in & out
each day
until the last one
but love
is never ending
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one single impression

gold

they say gold is found
at the end of the rainbow,
but in the chase
to that one small place
all one can see
its undersided knots
of tapestry.

i say gold is found
in the light bending vista
sun streaming cloud
elegantly shroud
where one can see
the whole kaleidescope of
its tapestry

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one single impression

late

life's untender mercies
fleeting as sparrow's wings
leave in their wake
a solace
found on sun-warmed stones

lingering

for a fraction of time
slide between
blissful sleep
& pounding awake
a moment's awareness
cascades into recognition-
dreams skimmed from the surface
of nighttime tide
compete with practical reality
the reverie of memories
recalling things that did not occur
& yet their presence with a clarity
not so easily lost in normal elegance
of daytime's passing events

fleeting2

you believe
that you know a summer leaf
in the green,
but one morn you wake
discerning a change
to red
& the next...it's gone

serendipity

fork in the road
of humble options,
path less tread
looks serendipitous
to me.
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serendipity
is not found
in backward glances
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of all the wide world
through view of your lens i see
serendipity
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one single impression

fleeting

just as one bud
turned autumn leaf aflutter
& so your presence

chill air threatens
to invade every crevice
& so your presence

warmed sun behind
wind-driven cloud of dry
& so your presence

round seasons ply
in tangible hope espied
your fleeting presence

one single impression