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Love is Reverence

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I have worn shoes
covered with trails

dust sticking loud
louder than my long

path of silence I
have asked to see

the way I could tread
barefoot as in a dream

where roads aren’t
hard where people

say without speaking
love is reverence

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The Birds Trills

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just before
I breathed in I was
breathing out

I run to this
place to be with you
you seem aloof

to life or to give
anything out afraid
even to receive

I play with the birds
trills as people rush
home from work

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This poem is part of the collection California Notebooks 02 

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My Feelings

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my feelings this time

don’t want to stay on

paper or even reach it

there’s is a modesty

to them as they rise

from my aging family

I move from pangs

of anxious pain to

serenity as giving

honor to vulnerability

brought forth a new

sweetness to be

savored alone

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