Hear, See, Act

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Gentle of course, and incredulous
I’d ask them 
With my eyes
To consider 
With their ears
Now
If, having heard
Do they see
Linen in my clutches
Lace dangling from my left 
And as I drop it down
Do they move 
To run and rescue and reclaim
What is ours

The Breeze

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Can one celebrate motion
and yet champion calm
Can one take 
and yet still honor love

And yes, speaking of love
how does one take their tea
Black as eve’ 
or with honey, my love

The Great 

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All the grand
There is to please, please see
They see as black and white

All the hidden 
That would with all senses be touched
They shoo with tilted heads

“My god?”
The thought to speak tho’ not aloud
“How dare you make time for this?”