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pauls.clean.floor

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i.
   she, hand in hand, walks–
    her fingers swallowed by His palm
etched rough with living.

         the endless climbing stairway turns
     blood to snow to blood to snow to
  shifting flow as footsteps slow and
         down
              down(down)
                   they go.

    nineteen steps
         with that flaking ferrous slab
     as high as heaven high as falcon wing
          high as stars tangled in black […]

amidst.towering.cathedrals

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   “love is not impatient,”
           she said,
“not gripping, nor envious, nor bitter;
       love needs no reflection to cast its light.”
    as the dogwood blossoms fell.

           “love is generous beyond measure,”
  he replied,
     “and like a river finds the truest channel.”
  and in the bright blue sky the swollen moon smiled down.

“my love runs deep,”
     she said,
    “with […]

this.nettle.flower

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   there is a whisper hush that
  slips between the bars and
unbinds the nestles that creep within the cage of
      calcium twisted heart-mongers i

    don’t think there is a
  new way to say but
        what i want to say is
      that this flower has flowered so
   bright and i
       can hardly speak so joyousfilled is
   all that whelms and over

[…]

the.ripples.as.they.reach

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      the ripples as they reach
the edge are gentle and do not show,
     except in gentle passing,
  any sign of that first pebble strike
      upon the surface of the lake.

but it is in that softest rise
and whisper-hushing lap,
        that love reveals its truer face.

language.of.loss

i’m going to start adding mp3s of me reading them, as some people have requested that. i might go back and do all of the past ones as well, but for now i will just start with new poems.

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there is a language of loss
      spoken in couplets that
  trickle to roaring cascade stanzas
tied tight and tripping […]

i.dreamt

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i dreamt last night. of ocean pounding waves that salty-crashed to cliffs so high their heights did lay assault to that same very clouding throne storm-capped and majesty and screamed a language born of everafters. as rock was pummeled down to sand.

i dreamt last night. of meadow slope and greenest grass with splash of yellow […]

crumbles.still.of.truth

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There was a moment when he felt the flight,
when rustic rumbles underpinned his voice,
and like some slick and unfelt joy, fled truth.
Hold tight! Hold tight! O knavish trucksy tongue,
that hides some trifling thing from her mind’s light,
Hold tight! And for one moment, let it lie,

else of that love so strong you’ll build a lie
which trickles, […]

shattered.ii

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i.
       shattered.
          not broken,broke,justbroke,not…broke but
       shattered.

   boulders like hearts crack and
        rocks roll down hills still slick with melt and
     pebbles, and pebbles stuck in shoes annoyance is what hearts broken is but not –
this is not broken but shattered and pebbles
         pounded out
              pounded down this
                    brutal tattoo pounded in
               into sand with heart of boulder and
          pounded […]

heart.of.acorn

based on a picture i saw on dA.

gentle gazing up to
    ever-after still unfound
we, drift, as though in
         free flow-ing nurtured lives(our)
     lives will find us

  bind us,
      eternal,
            ever-after
         as though

    discovery were passive only:
               i wait to be discovered
                 wait to be uncovered
          the myths that make up my life
                  lingering at the corners:
      
       true love, good&evil, a magic […]

kimmi is the bestest, a sonnet in four stanzas

for kimmi, who is the bestest

do you know my dearest, sweetest kimmi?
she is the bestest by about a mile!
she can laugh and dance and shake and shimmy!
and omygod! you’ve got to see her smile!

what could compete with such a fair young lass?
perhaps you think a cookie could? do you?
i tell you this: those cookies may […]


other.people.speak

orderly.universe

the.past(for)ever