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Tiny circle,Center,Living in us all,Outlined in hopes and dreams,Called by infinite namesKnown well, by each keeper.Tiny circle,Now shotthrough with a..
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Nerves, like heavy bones,Can bear the shocks no longer.Hide, buried in defense.Dormant bones hide from vultures,In a feeding frenzy.Too much meat alre..
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Please peek you out, my fairy friend,From that hiding place of leaves.Under the buttercups you dance,Beneath the age old eaves.Bells of bright petals ..
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A muse flies on a butterfly’s wing,Buffeted by breezes,So softly she sings,She floats all troubles away.Fragile she is, a light-hearted thing,Wi..
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Downpour,The sibilance of the stormSings softly.Sheets of sound muffle crashes.Tears are in the rain,As is celebration,Warm mother’s milk flows,..
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A question, a prayer.
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Remembering mine...
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See me grow,
Watch the seasons in me,
In my skin,
In my rings around.
I bloom and I die,
And I bloom again,
In ever-changing guise,
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A bottomless moat between us widens like a sea wall,Against the waves that threaten.I cry raindrops, in a city cordoned like a stone cage,Impenetrable..
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I remember this,
Hunger is a soup I learned to eat, cold.
My stomach humbled me.
Not understanding that ‘we didn’t have’,
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