Avilion

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One fluid motion this life
Don’t let the fits and starts fool you
A seeming inability to find what it’s all for
When people pain your heart
Love them aloud anyway
Should the days forbare to reveal truth
Herald the light nonetheless
Befriend all of nature
Indulge noisy children
Sing a workaday’s song
To the water’s depth, say, “OK”
At the end of the day, this is what it’s all for
Don’t let your eyes miss the overflow
One silken strand this life to weave
Photo Location: Bay View, Wisconsin’s Avalon Atmospheric Theater

Another Word For Coward

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Cat and mouse throughout my dreams
At play, we
I don’t win

Pedigreed, you chose, not me — then you began again

The poor girl of your youth
I am
Too much proof of your roots

Together nevermore, old friend — how urban lights pollute

Dear Graduates

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I feel so disastrous, then how is it I sing?

Might it be my surroundings, these graceful youth-filled souls

Maybe that it’s this One Time, these dapper-Dan’s and Gals

The cotton-candy low-sun skies and promising new lives

Despite the struggles of this year, which brought fourth omni-tears

Farewell, hello, dear graduates, our hearts tethered despite

Past Time: Her Haiku

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Fuck this very zoo
Where captivity drives you
To regret your eyes

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Consecrated Girl
Born for a time such as this
You have been called up

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Equal in this pen
Harken back now to the days
‘fore you suffered snakes

Original Inspiration Credit:
“The determination of thy will shall be yielded to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee.”
– Genesis 3:16
“[F]or if you remain silent at this time…you and your family will perish…who knows but that you have come to your royal position for such a time as this?”
– Esther 4:14

Shut-up, Stranger

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Sixth-sense brushes with the Supernatural

Celebratory tinnitus signaling soon-to-arrive portals

And I feel aglow

For, what I’d failed to recognize
All those years
The Stranger and her offspring wished to silence me

Instead, I bravely shout from the rooftops each day
Renewed

What I used to fear, I ride out now, breathe easy and know

Answers are on their way

Justice is coming like a freight train

Roguing

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Ripped from her victory garden
With promises of Roses & Violets
Sugar & Sweet compliments

Tiny poems as pollen

Soon left alone, till in hand
Thistle seed as some parting gift
So goes love to life

Roguing now, she

Mothering nature
In the early Spring sun
Blamed, but cultivating, still