Jul 7 2011

synapse no. 15

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not all

empty spaces

are meant

to be

filled.

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Jul 5 2011

light as a feather

she said
paint me a cloud
and he
made her his wife

::

he said
make me a life
and she
broke into song

::

she said
feed me some hope
and he
built her a nest

::

he said
watch for the crow
and she
buried her heart

::

she said
teach me to fly
and he
brought her the sun

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he said
stay by my side
and she
looked to the sky

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this post is part of one shot poetry wednesday


Jul 2 2011

over the hill


::

that moment

just before you stop

looking forward

and turn

to see

where you

have been

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