What is Wanted 

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Irksome grace
For its decree of life
With gritted teeth and straight shoulders
Sometimes
With initially unnoticed weaving 
Othertimes

Confounded hounding 
For its refusal to die
Through the otherwise hollow
This mind
Through conceded smile
I don’t mind

Smiling

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Tending to the dream
From deep in the dark

Remembering the breath
Stolen away

Hoping much too hard
To bring you to life

Smiling nonetheless
For that’s what you loved  

Words for Diamonds 

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I’ll dare tell you how it feels

Feet kicked up

The late-afternoon sun coming at me

And all is silent since some tree somewhere took down a power line 

I couldn’t be more pleased

If there’ll be no hot water for my tea tonight 

Candlelight and the hope of tomorrow morning’s sun

Dampens any fear I have

Philosophically speaking

An alert cat and my stupid sense of hope

Along with a spirit-sister’s charge

Finds me feeling

Phenomenal

Gal

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Today, each day I say if I look up,
and this is a childish thing, I know, but
all I hope for is that
we look one another in the eyes
as we make peace and steal back time.

Hope Monsters

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Once our little brother
No compass to steer him other
Down the wide road he crept

Us, near and far
Though taught all we are
The water was warm, so we slept

Now dare we shout
As brother calls us out
Fathers’ ideals off-track

Family, know our slumber
Purposed his opportune plunder
Are we willing to admit we’re coal black

How is this for Hope
We’ll reign-in brother’s rope
As he sees us brave cold truth