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Dreams From The California Notebooks

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to ride the wind
is an old dream of mine

I have to (be) content for now
just whispers to my ears

wind that moves foliage
and flowers alike

that caresses the surface
of sea and rocks alike

to soar to dive to lazily
float around things

breathing again
and again

powerful
weightless

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Poem from the newly released poetry book “California Notebooks” to get your own copy  click here

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Happy New Year From California

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It’s my honest wish all of you reading may have a powerful and serene new year in the practice of gratitude. May beauty abound to you!

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may we find a way

to silence the loud

obsessive thoughts

 

sons of fear to welcome

the ones shaped as wings

a conglomerate of lightness

 

feathers on strong muscles

to allow us to soar thorough

life’s beauty with our beaks

 

open wide

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desert way

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  • Poem from taken from “California Notebooks” my new book just released on Amazon.com

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Ray’s day, June 2013

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she had wished she could go back to the places

where she spent the night while dreaming.

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she got up to drink lots of water and opened the curtains.

later she was sitting outdoors

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writing, after she had read from her fourth book

that morning, that was what she considers a lucky day.

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enough peace and time to sip nectar

from the books lined up for her.

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she was staring at her left thumb nail.

a bit uneven as always. wondering how

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and passing her middle finder back and forth on it.

a lot of ideas to put down on paper

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while she smelled the air and opened a bit her mouth

while curling up the tip of the nose

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to trap the smells in.

she had learned that from cats.

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her friend was laying on his side

relaxing in the sun slightly breathing.

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crises passed now. he didn’t like her

gardening attempt and her watering all around.

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it looks as total relaxation. yet both had attentive

ears to the sounds around. nature yes

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and someone adding sounds of car doors

slammed back and forth and motors.

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starting to pull them away. to their own homes

after they had bought their groceries nearby.

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she looked at her nail once again. worried.

if she’d got up again she may loose concentration.

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he could have get nervous by her restlessness

in spite of the beautiful day.

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he may lose his patience. as if

reading her mind he got up

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to lay a bit further away to leave

her space. or to spy her better

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under his lowered eyelids.

she was very good at making

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excuses to herself quite often.

her full potential scared her.

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so she used to heed to emotions.

to create pitfalls. that’s it.

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she started her first line. this time

inspiring the lemons scents in.

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lulled by the birds singing  through the air.

no one needed to read it anyway.

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later she would go wash her car with her own

hands and file straight that nail.

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