Something in me broke and I don’t know what it was

something in me broke and i don’t know what it was: a dam or a wall. if it was a dam, then all the emotions – which i never knew i had – would come spilling out, running to shore and devouring the land, gathering strength to tear down your wall. but i see you…

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Never trust a smile

(For Laura) Never trust a smile That little line Curving upwards, Lifting your spirit; That half-moon promising Light for your dark Nights Don’t you know that a smile Is the deadliest weapon Of the wily? That It sneaks up On you, and beguiles Enchants and then Sinks its fangs into your Heart, and lyses Your…

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The Moon poems

  I. The moon The moon comes out to play, Thirsty, it leans forward And drinks from the stream. II. The witness The moon was a witness That night under the stars When I lost myself In you; When the song of nature Became our song and I Beheld for the first time the Face…

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When death looks a lot like sleep

sometimes dreams die. i hold it in my arms feel the thready heart beats slowing; feel my heart beat cease. what do you do with a dead dream? how do you bury with your hands what they have wrapped around protectively? how do you say goodbye, before you’ve had the chance to say hello? today…

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