California Notebooks, January 2014

Standard

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.

I’ve learned
not to miss
what’s not there
silver nights
of solitude
under blue trees

.

I may still
long for what
we haven’t got

but it’s too much

to waste
this time
of peace

.
may not be
too much to some

but your skin is
soft against
my own

.

the distance
you need
to sleep

is an habit
of yours
not mine

.

my eyes probe
through and past
the palm leaves
a sky embraces
all the love
I’ve got

..

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2014-01-15 13.29.48

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14 responses »

  1. its interesting how you place the image at the bottom. I think it has more impact..as the palm trees are in the last lines. good thinkin.

    lovely work, too.

    your heart is beautiful in its solitude ~

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  2. Thank you for recently liking a post. I write some poetry or prose, but mostly write of my life’s journey as it has been a complicated one. It is always an honor though when someone drops by that actually does write poetry as you do! Alesia

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    • Alesia you are welcome! Life’s journeys are complicated yes but writing is a good way to bring the knots to the comb and make life flow smoother. Keep it up. Glad you like what I write.

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