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I get confused
when words don’t
meet any actions
what is love if not
acts of kindness
toward the other
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Jun13
Big Words
Tag Archives: Love
Feb15
Loving Silence
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there in the space within me
I hear silence courting me
.
how can I resist it when
.
every thing inside of me longs for
this union to come to pass
.
Apr13
Heritage
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silent are my dead
ancestors
silent are the graves
.
as the photos
mingles in brown tones
or gray hues
.
we gathered little
information
despite searching
,
but a powerful
emotional feeling
raising inward
.
.
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Mar30
Chose To Love
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cultivate love
not for one person
alone distinguish
like from love
choose to love
you will grow the
perfect climate
to rise in beauty
in good company
.
.
Dec8
In Sickness – Three Steps
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1.
winter came early
this year to me
and to so many
others counting
the dead ones
holding tight
to a thin opening
of breath whistling
almost in an out my
house old all of a sudden
2.
I do repeat I love you
to my self five times
at day more really
because it helps
my lungs relax
I feel larger
than life
simply
saying
to myself
I do love you
hold on tightly
3.
all shall pass one day
not today maybe
please not
today
.
.
.
Nov24
Tomorrow I Won’t Forget
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I move a strand of hair
away
from my face hanging there
for too long
as I didn’t want to remove
you when
I found too many bottles
empty
outside in the trash cans your words
lies
crawling up obscuring my
mind
as my heart knew nothing
but love
then
.
Tomorrow is International Day For The Elimination Of Violence Against Women and I won’t forget my yesterday.
Apr14
Sunny Awakenings
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was dreaming of
sunny awakenings
sweet cuddling and words
few – tight together
.
was getting out to say
good morning – gratitude
will not fail me
a smile in spite
of everything
.
I will hold
happiness
between
my hands
.
.
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Dec3
Worthy
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the minute
I had to convince you
I was worthy
I should have noted it
was the day it
was over
.
.
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Oct22
Mind Not
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mind not to make
assumptions about
the man you love
not to project on him
the beauty you hold
or wish to be there
.
.
.
Sep10
Summer Poems – Giving
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dry leaves scattered
on the summer tall grass
unable to move
.
dead to
themselves ready
to mulch
.
withal giving
.
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Mar12
Becoming
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how do we become
is there a law
past human knowledge
how to be
candid and transparent
opalescent
almost gone while here
.
.
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Feb19
Winter Delving
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today too I went
to dig the winter
iced ground I had some
tears I could not let out
they were there like the
worm holes I saw
in the lumps I upturned
there are some things
I do not understand
about mankind
the worms were gone
hiding safe the dirt
just laid there perforated
all its holes not visible
before now looking up
to the sky under my eyes
.
.
.
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Feb12
Pick Me Up
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peaceful the dust
lingers on my shelves
I touch books thrown
back in time where
is all that mind
knowledge gone
the people that
walked with me
transmuted no
stone left unturned
no thing left the same
I let dust be as
my eyes scan spines
bleached by the
sunlight come
god pick me up
.
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.
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Dec18
This Whisper
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I write hesitantly
as if scared to feel
too much as if afraid
to make noise
.
to intimidate
the graciousness
of this whisper past
my ears past my mind
.
I got there somehow
once more afraid
to be cast away
when I was it
.
.
.
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Nov6
The Forgotten Taste
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the forgotten taste
of bitterness hitting
my tongue again
something
I wasn’t eager
to experience once
again you lash out
anger empowering
you robbing us
of our beauty
.
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annamosca 