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Some gravitational pull
Or easterly mysticism
Compelled my travels

I had to go to Planet X today

What promised to be a meditative thing
Instead left me

I, now with mere baubles and defunct space junk

Re-entry burned me
The landing gave me new perspective
The Earth is indeed flat
Love is always light-years away

There’s no cadence to this

miracle heart transplant

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there is no Noah-gene abounding of me

no spin of the wheel offering another lifespan allowance equal to what you’ve long since spent

in silence, find truth

there is no infinite number of star-filled skies

no take-backs or do-overs, despite my shouts of forgiveness and this miracle heart transplant

in truth, find silence

Dawned II

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Never received an I’m sorry
Never did hear a hello
Never was asked, “Please be with me”
Never a warning you’d go

You wouldn’t think that I’d still care
You didn’t mind how it pained
You live a life now half empty
You will not know me again

Incandescent Day

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We were tired
Eager to see whether we could slip off our shoes
Unleash the day in a most irresponsible manner
Letting exhaustion have its way

And, behold!
It was okay!

Morning arrived in its happy manner
Offering another chance to sing and smile
To brave the wind, stare at the sun in wonder
Then find contentment again at day’s end

Judgment Seat

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What justice do you come in seek of

That I’d admit my guilt
My foolery
How I failed in my duty to know what I didn’t know
A detailed confession, then
I sat in err, from nearly the start
Took what wasn’t mine
Gave too much away, too soon
Believed I was privileged in prayer
A hypocrite before you with a bias I wanted kept secret

Nothing not already evident

Always East

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Who now is thirsty for tomorrow?
I am! I am!

While my immersion in the moment allowed the universe to gift me with one Delighted poet

Happy for him whilst pushing through my pain

I am in love with now’s sorrow

Shall I claim it again?
I am thirsty for tomorrow!

Wordgirl

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It will disappoint you to find, today I have nothing to say to you

Except that I am healing

And I’ve hung a do not disturb sign on my heart, so to that end, beside my bedside — a candle that smells like the sun

But too, our beach and the suntan lotion I smoothed onto your skin well over a year ago

Well into the midnight hour, it burned, and I felt like the irresponsible teen-aged girl I was when we met

Read: Carefree

Good timing, for today is to be an unseasonably warm December day

Without a coat, I’ll work out the difficult feelings while out in the yard, raking one last time before the snow flies

When the last of those magnolia leaves fall later this coming week, I won’t give a damn

I’ll be busy recalling the days when you cared to caution me to please drive safely in the snow

You didn’t want to lose me to accident or injury — you’ve forgotten that, but I forgive you

Silently in my head, I pray these days for your safety too, knowing you never thought much of my prayers

Or my help

Or my written and spoken and demonstrated sentiment

Or my too-small home, where I tried to keep us well

And Christmas is coming

And you won’t be here

And I may mail you a gift and a card, because, after all, I love you more today than I did yesterday, or the day before

My gift and my card would convey this, plus give you one last opportunity before year’s end to ignore again my olive branch

I’m looking forward to the coming decade, despite that it’s looking like I won’t know you then

About your birthdays, I’ll still celebrate them

I woke up at 2am to tell you, I have nothing left to tell you that I’ve not been sure to have already said

A wordgirl gone reluctantly silent with you

Accept that I am healing