Life
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Together
This morning I was taken back to the year 1997, when I sat glued to the television, hoping with all of my everything that a man named Stuart Diver would be rescued from beneath a mountain of rubble — the… Continue reading
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Heaven on Earth
I am the the trees and the wind. Two melted into one: Body and soul travelling the pink lace road of heaven on earth. Continue reading
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Quite Frankly
What is love, you might wish to know. Love, quite frankly, is you. Continue reading
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Open. Release.
But did they give you a box of darkness? Or was the darkness already inside of you. Waiting for someone to press: open. And release. Continue reading
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A Great Land
I have lived in a great land beyond time, beyond name beyond here. Where the sun kissed my soul morning and night, and my days were surrounded by honey pink flowers and tangerine trees. Sometimes, I try to forget about… Continue reading
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Resistance
When the wind whispers into the bones of the trees, it is calling to say: ‘This is life as it is. And my breath will bend you the way that it does.’ Resistance is futile when you’re a tree. Continue reading
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Neat and Tidy
She came in a neat and tidy box. Most of them did. Until they opened the box and life began. Continue reading
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On Writing
I write a lot about real life events. Sometimes I connect to fantasy and spin a beautiful story from worlds that don’t exist, but often I write from a place deep within. A place of memory, but more than that.… Continue reading
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Best Friends
Oh, the softness you are. The sweet story of you whistled through my pages, the sharpest sorrow, bringing me to life. There is nothing more beautiful than the glistening shards of a lifetime of broken hearts melting together again. This… Continue reading
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