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OUTERMOST EDGE June 26, 2011

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And there are those millions of places

Farthest from the center of the universe

Spinning at the outermost edge.

 

Perhaps in their night sky is a place of

Wondrous light and a place of solid black.

 

Or there is a single star,

All the light of the universe,

A distant mystery.

 

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RIPPLES AND ROOTS June 20, 2011

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There are loose ends around the earth,

flapping as the world spins.

There are explosive ripples,

water under the earth,

turning up buildings and soil,

forcing balance to run away.

There is a wind that echoes the day,

howls the nights,

plugging ears with dread,

forcing silence in places it never should be.

There is one tree, the largest in the universe,

waiting for rain to touch each leaf.

But until that day comes,

it looks down at all that is happening

and wonders if roots are such a good thing.

 

 

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UNABLE June 14, 2011

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Flowers, mechanical devices, and she

Stands still, unable to choose. Unable

To step forward under the hot iron

Stares and be branded forever as a

Lover of the natural, or of the made.

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OF YESTEDAY June 6, 2011

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Struck by the nothingness of the fog,

Its ability to lift me back to a dream

Of yesterday when you stood, silent,

Next to me, gazing up at the breaking

Clouds, the remnants of a new moon,

And a future that always seemed to be.

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PULLS June 6, 2011

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Understanding one thing and it

Pulls away from another I

Thought was locked in place.

 

There is no return to what was.

No cement, no thought, no thing.

No reason to make the bed.

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WAITING (8) June 6, 2011

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Perhaps I read the schedule wrong

And transposed the dates and time

Or the train derailed and fell

Off of the tracks leaving me

Here and wondering if I

Should leave the station.

How long does one wait?

What hour says wisdom,

What hour says fool?

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SEPARATED June 2, 2011

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Separated from my soul

While walking through the park and

I think of it as a child off on its own

And there is fear that

It can be molested or exposed

To a horrendous reality

Or feel the loneliness of being lost

And cry out for me

But I might not hear.

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SELF INFLICTED June 2, 2011

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Self inflicted understanding, piercings

Wrapped through lips and lobes and

Sacred created punctuated screams

Of discovery – sympathy.  Oh, child!

It’s not the pain, the punishment,

Raised threats.  Not the future, no.

Ignore every other thing you see.

But see me, only me, always me.

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JUST AS EASY June 1, 2011

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Just as easy to see the world as you do,

To touch your skies, your flowers, your heavens.

 

Is it insane to see what others say is there?

To be in harmony, no matter the price?

 

When the rogue is shunned, everyone joins in.

But when it is praised, it is good to be him.

 

Do you know what will happen to you?

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CHANGE THE WORLD TODAY May 25, 2011

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The voice asked nicely

A whisper

A reminder

Warm bath bubbles breaking

With sighs

If I would

Or could

Change the world today.

Without bravado

Or sense of

Being special,

Yet joy filled,

Smiling,

And kissing me goodbye,

I accepted.

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