![Mending](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/f8ba1c764ba7bd93ae25f65b179f40d9.png) |
life
is the disappearing edge
of
a well-worn blanket fraying threadbare --
easy
to ignore, until the unraveling is beyond repair
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![Walking Through Patience Park at Dusk](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/c2365b07b25b335b3669d4d9f1ff2399.png) |
from
the bleached bone groves
shedding
white bark naked
stems
of rebirth scratching
an impressionist’s sky
to
the strea..
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![Perspective and Perpetual Distraction](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/e9c23b94e280b3c888d1034ccaa3d85a.jpg) |
What
do you feel, when you look out
of
a clear window-- a glass door --
and
the moon is suspended low in the sky:
orange hazed face c..
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![Waking Up](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/7835e898a1501ee2c39270661aef37aa.png) |
my
eyes have adjusted to Eos’ rosy fingers --
the
waking Queen beyond my casement fans her fronds
to
form shadow wings upon my wal..
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![Shelter Between Covers](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/cbb66e5816c15ff7c01277a63d293508.jpg) |
colored
spines line crowded shelves --
index
finger absently tracing titles, I choose
where
to escape, as afternoon light paints
shad..
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![An Un-Fairytale](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/7ff517359da4a1fdc402f8a2b67f2f5c.jpg) |
the
prince, it seems, has vanquished me --
made
not a bride out of this flesh, but
a
bested opponent-- foot to chest victory --
in..
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![Transition](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/91e5a29b6df1b58afb2c9eef8222f885.png) |
tomorrow’s
leaves are falling today --
dropping
like stars from the branches of my tree,
not
quite dying, but sick-- on the edge --..
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![Scattered Souls...Ascending](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/f72215a60895582a3af8ca304a1bf6da.jpg) |
the
moon is the bleached bone heart
of a lost goddess,
exiled to a black vault
static
--gone-- but still giving away her light
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![Permutation](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/157e599c512283a173e99468a1910caf.jpg) |
I
am aware of the sand beneath my vulnerable feet,
as
I walk the frothy line where land and water unite,
balancing
like some circus per..
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![To Know](https://writerscafe.s3.amazonaws.com/stories/thumbs/220cf8202a7a8f545961b75af2e91473.jpg) |
that
moment when you know
beyond
knowing --
sharp right at the last stop,
turn down a dead end street,
and
suddenly you are that ..
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