Tag: Gwen Frostic
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Untold
how many raindrops fall on the hill topalong the coastal forest ridge trailwhat do owls spy on the leafy groundwhere are the bears, are they watching usthe sky swoops down and the ocean stretchesa river beckons below its rippling a songa language ancient and incomprehensibly soothingcozy in the cabin, we’ll sleep well tonight A cup…
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Isolation, Communication, Conversations
Over ridges folds sands of memorieswithin time’s machine I reinvent myselfI was loved and I lovedthen abused by intent, by indifferenceconnections seal moments eternal in amberwhile goodness taken for granted failshow good we had it thenbut I barely knew the differenceI reach now, will you back? RXC #234
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They Said You’ve Changed
By the old beach housethe soft sand reminds uswho is stronger over time. Prompt of the Week from:
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Smattering (anyhow first draft)
quiescence serenity immanence transcendence omnipresenceacumen discernment insighttoday’s list, to-do just before noonat least, I finished the list. a soupçon of poetry for Eugi’s inimitable Causerie
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Q ……………………. & ……………. A
He has more questions than I have answers; as the serpent spins chasing eating its tail. Chasing accomplishments, success, dragons, phantoms, windmills; what’s your deal, what’s the deal. Interdependent upon each other; there are no actors without a stage really, when all the world is. Come on in, from the cold; my answers need all…
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Flickering of Angels (or maybe we should check that fuse)
Guided by lightguarding my sighthiding always hidingfrom the darknessto escape myselfbut I cannotuntil day breaksall the doubtdissolving in coffee. Wait for the Sun at Eugi’s Endless Causerie
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Starry Night
Far away from the suburb lightsfar above still are starry nightsalways there in my heartmiles, years keep us apartin slumber among the pinetogether we were so fineapology for versing in rhymewe didn’t know any better. Painting Palette Blue and Gray for Eugi’s Weekly Word Prompt
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Somewhere Always Leaving Arriving
Deconstruction imploding outside textonly alone standing alonedominating the subversive paradigmthe chords are allone song without beginningwithout ending without finalitysearching further transformation andputting pieces back together. Coming to everywhere at Reena’s Exploration site.
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Tiptoe to the Dewdrops
Mornings back then meantbackporch spider web mysterytinged with dew mistquiet except a busaways down the roadI missed it again. Howdy-dew to Eugi’s Causerie!
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Dusk
Across unfettered distancean ocean hazewaves break repeatingeverything matters now. See the low hanging lavender moon at Eugi’s!
Artie & Stu 