Passion

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She touches herself
as he had explored her
reaching in places
he once brought to life
the memory of his touch
those whispered love songs
as their bodies merged
in a symphony of their own
vibrates her entire being
aching for that magic again
for him to stake a claim
and take her as his mate

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Shades of life

Lately my fear
holds back thoughts
refusing to be weaved
in a poetical bind

Lately my thoughts
tilt towards the grey
twisting in patterns
better left unrevealed

Lately the sunshine
is losing its warmth
hardly able to reach
the dark corners inside

Lately I’ve stopped
trying to understand
going with the flow
being the current stand

Lately I try
forming the lines
rather than giving up
this gift of mine

Lately I feel
balance hanging on a thread
finding my centre of calm
the only way out of this mess

The quiet center of us

How we forget this in the daily struggles of life…lovely poem…

Emerging From The Dark Night

There is a quiet place

at the centre of things

that wants to nurture

and protect us

to love us.

Can we silence our

wounded, doubting, restless mind

long enough

to listen

to seek the quiet

and rest in it?

Body you need me to listen

you are the container

of my soul

of all that is sacred

and holy

and you hold

deep within your cells

the muted truth

the mind became deaf to

so many years ago

and which we so badly need to hear

in order to become whole

to heal

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Lost words

My words are lost somewhere
in this maze of present
that seems painted all over
with shades of grey

My words have become separated
from the emotions of present
roaming all over the place
knowing, alone they are meaningless

My words are stuck somewhere
as am I, in this phase
they are helpless to rescue me
as am I, to free them
through the tip of my pen

Simple Things

Beautiful post…

HeartSphere

simplicity-begins-in-us“As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.” ― Henry David Thoreau

Simple. Such a word has so many meanings. The word itself speaks to the heart in a way that not many others can. But what does it mean to exist in this frame of thought? How do we embrace the simple sphere?

When I hear this word spoken I think of comfort, a perfect blend of life and spirit. I think of a time when not a care in the world invaded my mind. I think of youth, of carefree days when my only concerns were dreams.

I recall one time in particular near the age of eight, sitting and watching life as it happened just beyond my driveway.

Our house sat at the foot of an upward rolling landscape…

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