Rainbow Curve

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 ‘Tis half the battle
To have the notion
To tell your name
And to explain
How your feet found hers
Make your gaze meet
Inquire of her time
Guess aloud her name
She wishes your shoulder
She’ll give you her world 

A Poem Found Me

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 What?

I wait motionless in silence, hearing nothing but the brush of my hair against the pillow fabric and the casual whirr of traffic beyond the window glass.

I expect the Earth to shake.

Or that waters will well up.

Shall fire sweep in with the wind?

Even still, I prize the void.

(Art credit: “Sacred Rectangle” rock formation; Tiger R., age 7)

Windows Again

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IMG_0437This morning
Quietly
Well before dawn’s shadowy light
It was decided that sunflowers would await my own eyes
And then I breathed
Fireflies flowed with truth they must bring
Tragic truth
Pieces of hearts strewn about
Little lives glowing with faith pick them tenderly
Up
Affix them
Together
It is daybreak soon and I run to the windows again

White

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I maintain

I could have done without the black

I had to look a second time, and then a sixth

I see it still in the most unremarkable places

I looked upward and Life appeared

I saw its red against the White

I feel the black come over me

I eye up red against the white

The Vast

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 Each day at dawn

May I pour your tea

With increasingly steady hand

Deliver it to you

Standing

There

If I reach up

With fingertip brush the silvery dust of your crown

To my temple

Smooth

Then

Will you bid me back tomorrow 

humble warrior

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An inaudible promise and sigh
The most solemn tears
Necessities thrown to the floor
Secrets exposed now to light
Because of the understanding reach
A moment with heart held in the hand
One hesitant step as if to make sure
The thought to retreat 
A kiss where fragile greets harsh 
Eyes bowed in great honor 
This presence