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Headless Wisdom
Headless WisdomThere, that tall headless stone,hand still out, receiving,where sculptor’s hand mocked, and heart has fled,a life never really lived, yet watchingfrom above, ruling the citylonger tha
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Nostalgia
NostaligaMemory, recollection, nostaligia,but it feels so much that tears threaten my eyes,and I try to clear my much raw emotion I felt,that I feel I’ve lost.That inspirational,mental flair for dra
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milk
milk n. 1. Nutritious and essential substance that is fed to a child by his or her mother in infancy. Warm. Not remembered. 2. White processed and pasteurized liquid served cold ...
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Drifting
DriftingThe blue evening glow surrounds meas I sit near the windowtaking advantage of what naturaldaylight is leftto drift my pencil across textured papercarefully shading in her gentle,rounded featur
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Jars of Stars
Jars of StarsThat night, you brought down so many stars for methat I needed golashesand my blue umbrella. Now, these tiny specks of light stored in your Mason jar are ...
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Gradual Storms
Gradual StormsDriving in the clear and silent night,watching the western horizon flicker,highlighting fluffy storm home, rain, starts as a light pitter patter,almost comes to a stop,then winds bring t
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Snow Adrift
Snow AdriftGentle snowflakes fall, eachonly aware of some hundreds of companionsin the millions that fill the air above me.A visual weight of whiteerases the thoughts I had just a moment ...
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Once Again
Once AgainTo be the droplet of water descending from a gull’s wingfalling, splitting in the air, time abatingSilvery moonlight, glittering through the rainserenity reaches the night once again.Old l
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Glowing in the Unknown
Glowing in the UnknownGlowing conceitedwhere are we going?When rain gives us time and percussion,clouds take our light and removes usfrom the earth to which our feethave grown accustomed.Time stretche
