Tag: #writing #expression
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Coming Back Home

I fell in love with the forest. In it my loudness was swallowed By the sounds of its morning creatures In it my too muchness was morphedBy the towering trees – 1000 years old In it my weirdness was adoptedBy the family of unknown species In it my treble voice was made chorusBy the billion…
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A Grand Feast

You want to give me attentionOkay, I’ll take it. It’s like coffee.You want to give me validationOkay, I’ll take it. It’s like sugar.You want to give me adviceOkay, I’ll take it. It’s like tea leaf.You want to give me painOkay, I’ll take it. It’s like chilly.You want to give me companyOkay, I’ll take it. It’s…
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Cake, Autumn & Tea

Like in autumn treesLoose their leaves that Touch the earth & decay I loose parts of me That dissolve & fill My cup of silent griefThere are many graves Invisible but felt onWarm winter morningsShowing up like Unsolicited visitors At my thick door of silenceShaped like tears of various Size out it of nowhere And…
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House On The Hill

No. It’s enough. All this noise that comes in. From the world. From the people. From the places. From the point of views. No is what I say to it. Not no to listening. Not no to holding peace. Or to giveit a thought. But NO to let it change the very core of what…
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Sea of Words

I wade into the water Full of words, feeling itCold against my skin.So many of them likeSalmons in the riverRushing to the sea ..Like a hungry bear I Find a promising spotTo catch them for I amStarved after a long Winter. So I stand andWait. For I must eat. Writing suddenly feelsLike murder & I…
