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***TARNISHED GOODS***
The fox follows her along the byway to reach untouched forests those forests unfettered by time and pristine oceans devoid of human touch and each time always she passes freeways littered with a...
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***ECLIPSING RAINBOWS***
There are moments of clarity drenched in a soul’s peace where everything is an eclipse of brilliant rainbows and becoming is like being mirrored images in lakes where coral reefs are arms cradling...
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***The Star Second To The Right***
In a time primordial when first life began unimaginative of the harsh realities of wars when sunrises and sunsets were ethereal she can only imagine stepping into dreams of discovering an unblemished...
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A Magical Dance
See the youth that resides within me mirrored dark curls framing a woman’s face who now breathes easier not often the case when questions curled like a hazy halo of smokey confusion within my days and...
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The Moon Waxing Gibbous
Image Taken From Public Domain Pictures and Digitally Altered by Myself. The moon waxing gibbous yet still slicing a swath of brilliant light as a star cloaked in clouds of grey heralds in another new...
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The Essence of Loving
Not everyone celebrates all of the days, that our present day society has intimated to be profitable in the commercialized world, but most people celebrate mothers. Even those who haven’t any...
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Ocean Dreaming
This is in response to Rick Daddario’s 30 DOH/Days of Haiga which you can see at https://19planets.wordpress.com/2017/09/12/haiga-2017-012-30doh-red-leaf.
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The Alchemy of Water
Music swells up like mighty ocean waves cleansing the sadness of my soul permeating my thoughts to quell the firestorm within my mind to which my dreams find me walking along a sandy tided shore each...
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The Conch Shell
To be cleansed by the salty brine of the ocean’s ever incoming surf is like being one with the conch being held on the empty sandy shore waiting for the waves gently lapping its’ beauteous shell to...
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Beyond The Waves
She drifts afloat beyond the waves beyond where they rise and fall I see her there but you do not she is minded in memory pale her tender skin warm and brown sparkles with salty ocean sand she fears...
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