February 28, 2015 at 5:51 pm (Poems) (, , , , , )

There is no gap between the dark and light
No break of day, no falling of the night
Our hearts may ache but fingers still entwine
Your share of misplaced blame lies next to mine
There is no way to say a last goodbye
Though worlds apart, I feel it when you cry
Should mindless spin rotate the human race
Away from common problems we all face
We’ll split the cost no matter where we stand
Our imprint is co-authored on this land
Remember how I whisper in your ear
That love will always hold the hand of fear.

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February 17, 2015 at 3:04 pm (Stories) (, , )

She did the splits and it was so amazing
how far apart her feet were from each other
we stood out on the tarmac simply gazing
as those elastic legs bounced even further.

Our teachers sought to grant us inspiration
they said we all should work hard and would see
that everyone upon investigation
has something each is destined to achieve.

So Amanda still sits bouncing in that playground
whilst drinking in the wonder of the day
when all the class discovered she was gifted
in a most unusual quite peculiar way.

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February 10, 2015 at 8:29 pm (Poems) (, , )


pieces of my

personal history

aligned by astrological

co-incidence or something more than this

approach and wave salutations:

more real than remembered

more mended than


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Snow Break

February 8, 2015 at 1:01 pm (Poems) (, )

A thin veneer of frost or snow
serves well to cover
potholes and mistakes unrectified,
but temporarily;

serves well to cover
jagged edges
and debts unpaid.

Potholes and mistakes unrectified,
are not departed,
and will shortly reappear.

But temporarily,
go on and grant yourself
a snow break.

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