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Of love and lemonade and glass jars and not rolling down spirals

I have been neglecting my blog... I guess this isn't a completely terrible thing as it is still the holiday season and we are all still trying to get back into the swing of normal life. I'm swinging nowhere currently... it is 8.30am and I am writing this from my bed. A year ago when… Continue reading Of love and lemonade and glass jars and not rolling down spirals

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bloggity blog, poetry

one day soon

making it through this year With only a few scraped knees and just a little bruised skin but mostly with happiness honeyed and fluffy cloud thick joy like cotton candy and mixed dialects and love found and deliciously terrible sin With bated breath we've waited patient like poetry beats, wing beats Like insects, like mantis… Continue reading one day soon

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close, now is

Sunday morning cozy Breakfast at the table The smell of bacon and maple and pancakes Dances around our sleepy heads and over our smiling lips Like punch drunk stars The kids are excited to spend the day together Delighted eyes sparking with childish glee You and I play footsies under the table Toes doing what… Continue reading close, now is

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Please send me cute animal GIFs while I take a moment to panic about how short life is…

The great and powerful, mystical Life Octopus has handed me one if its dick tentacles... a life lemon, mayhaps. I have awoke with a familiar burning pain in my neck. One that has filled me with dread and a deep foreboding onism. My shingles has returned like a shitty, racist relative you had hoped had… Continue reading Please send me cute animal GIFs while I take a moment to panic about how short life is…

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sweet reflecting future

Leather winged and outside my window Blacker than the night You cry in joy Bathed in the light of distant suns burning I feel this joy in my bones Have you ever watched a bat eat fruit? What more happiness is needed The sweet surrender to juices sugary flowing over lips and down chins There… Continue reading sweet reflecting future

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my hands, waiting

My eyes are closed My pillow stretches out before me, endless It has never felt so blank empty Now that there is love to fill it I listen to the sound of your soul pouring out of your mouth And I cannot stop from smiling Words have never felt so intimate Never felt less like… Continue reading my hands, waiting

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making, love like

Our future In the making Love like silent intensity Eyes and smiles and no words spoken Communication I adore, slowly at first and then all at once Passion building, skyscraper high like drugs I am addicted to you I jump and you fall into me, falling together You take only what I can give and… Continue reading making, love like

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and love, anyway

I meditate in poetry Not inside it But the words that help to send me off The thoughts that help to ground me Are said in a voice that is fluent in metaphor Bilingual second language Imagery rich in vision and colour When I close my eyes I see myself Not as I look but… Continue reading and love, anyway

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blank space nothings

I cannot see where it is you hide But I feel that you may be close The space between us now is greater than it ever has been Like the home stretch marathon Distance and time and space are only relevant to what isn't really there Sometimes it is the spaces between music notes that… Continue reading blank space nothings

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poison apples, maybe

Neil Gaiman said, โ€œyou have to believe. Otherwise, it will never happen.โ€ But how do you force yourself to believe in fairy tales? I do not believe in Happily Ever Afters I do not believe in curses being lifted by kisses I believe in poison apples Maybe that is why I have always liked the… Continue reading poison apples, maybe