whir click

a familiar gravelly whir
stirs
and then the clunkity click
sticks
to my bones and lifts my eyes

the glide
lasts much longer than it should
slow-mo-fiction-good
whir click gravel clunk whir click whir

tone of a truck
backed by twines
of belly side flux
against smooth cement lines

a line through time
rewinds
a curious heart
departs
sticks to the grip of the deck and flies

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gone

gone
departed left
one remains and notices
one goes away
gone

how long do we wait until we deem...gone?
why does it feel so far away...gone?
what difference does being here make from being...you guessed it...gone?

once gone happens
how do you know it was ever actually here in the first place?
and if it was never actually here to subsequently
be perceived as gone,
why does gone carry so much weight?
why so heavy?

a fly on your windshield
once was
and then suddenly
gone
well all but the remains
a mess on your windshield

how long will we drive
bending neck to see around
the soiled view?

sun sets
and we remain
watching for the signs
that the rising may come
from the point of being
gone
imagining that little green flare
so we can hold on to
some remnant of
what has gone

here
or no
it's gone

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be ware the crab
Category: Automotive

beware the decapod crustacean
amidst a molting season
for when the exoskeleton is shed
all ignored is average reason

desireful as she may be
and eager to disrobe
her home the flowing crushing sea
may fright her love to close

reproach
or reclothe

the moments found in between
the walls of broken glass
show tender flesh amiss of sheen
that fast away repast

no subtleties or gentle way
the fortress hastens to
attempting to turn hurt abay
and fight off pain undo

so not new
so not true

the crab won't warn
or slow the pace
no conscience torn
on saving face

just raw flesh there
defenses nye
with natural flair
she punches high

no where or why
just build or die

beware the crab
whose flesh is bare
beware the heart
whose love has been shared

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i think i imagined you

living my life
i think it's all real
i taste food and hear words
smell flowers and feel

and every once in a while i wonder if "real" is real
is any of this is really happening to me
wonder if i really met those people i called friends
did i really hold those hummingbirds in my hands
wonder if i was ever really held close, kissed tenderly too
did i really meet you, love you, lose you

or do i just have a vivid imagination

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loveloseletgolove

3 loves ago
u were the only 1
3 dreams ago
we danced in the sand & sun
3 cries ago
u left my heart undone
3 sighs ago
u opened the door
2 my next love

3 loves ago
each breath was fine
3 songs ago
your life was mine
3 hopes ago
life lost it's shine
3 letting gos ago
i let go
of my mind
and loved
how many more loves to go
how many more loves must i let go

3 loves ago
u were the only 1
3 dreams ago
we danced in the sand & sun
3 cries ago
u left my heart undone
3 sighs ago
u opened the door
2 my next love

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in balance

in one hand surprise
the other, previous knowledge
together simultaneous
they are my truth.
no timeline to separate my now
from
my every everything
i see now what will happen,
happening now what i knew would

things not yet arrived
i see and feel
life not yet designed
is already real

hands held tight
though miles away
dreams in flight
been here to stay

all is now
no thought is never
i am me
in balance forever

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school of love

an empty kiss
or none at all
what love is
i've no recall
no memory of lovers snuggling
no example to aspire to
a meager spattering of couples
to show me when love's true
i learned my math
in books and proofs
good business skills
from men in suits
to cook and clean
and organize
the sights i've seen
beyond most eyes
but ask me what it means to love
or when that feeling's real
i'll have no answer but a shrug
i've no grasp of love at all

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i am - an exercise

(this note goes at the bottom, but i know many of you will not make it that far through my list. This is my list of adjectives that describe wonderful me. I’m not bragging, in fact, i’m mostly repeating what other people try to pound into my thick, self-defeating head. It’s an exercise - in knowing myself, in loving myself, in recognizing what i have to give to you - you who are the rest of ME. Plus it feels good to recognize your qualities, in writing, concentrated.

I highly recommend each of you do it. Not that we need to start a bulletin-reposting-madness.
You could just think it while you’re driving, or write it on an old trader joe’s paper bag. but here is mine for example, and also for making me openly accept me. many thanks to those who are quoted below.)

i am...
everything
valuable
loved;
giving
caring
lovely;
patient
intelligent
soothing;
observant
enthralled
expressive;
artisitic
athletic
talented;
poetic
kind
aware;
focused
allowing
successful;
beautiful
fun
fun-loving;
free-spirited
adventurous
cuddly;
connected
precise
sexy;
responsible
spontaneous
lazy;
angelic
devilish
godly;
appreciative
funny
fearless.
thoughtful
spacey
grounded crazed
i am
worthy

e

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Flow yourself gently where you go

From Daily Om
April 9, 2008
Let Yourself Be Carried
The Flow of the Universe

The flow of the universe moves through everything. It is in the rocks that form, get pounded into dust, and are blown away. It is in the blossoming of a flower born from a seed planted in the spring. The growth cycle that every human being goes through is part of this natural flow, which is also the current that takes us down life’s paths. When we move with it rather than resisting it, we are riding on the universal wave that allows us to flow with life.

Many people live struggling against this current. They try to use force or resistance to will their lives into happening in the way they think it should. Others move with it like a sailor using the wind, trusting that the universe is taking them exactly where they need to be at all times. This flow is accessible to everyone because it travels through and around us. We are always riding it—it is just a matter of whether we are willing to go with it or we resist it. Choosing to go with the flow is often a matter of relinquishing the notion that we need to be in control at all times.

The flow is always transporting you where you need to go. It is merely a question of deciding whether you plan on accepting the ride or having it take you there with your feet dragging. Learning to step into it can help you feel a connection to a force that is greater than you and is always there to support you. The decision to go with the flow takes courage because you are surrendering the belief that you need to do everything by yourself. Riding the flow of the universe can be effortless, exhilarating, and unlike anything you ever expected. When you are receptive to being in it, you open yourself to possibilities that exist beyond the grasp of your control.

As a child, you were naturally swept by the flow. Tears of sadness falling down your face could just as quickly turn to tears of laughter. The mere tiniest wave carrying you forward off the shores of the ocean could transport you into peals of delight.

Our souls feel good when we go with the flow of the universe. All we have to do is make the choice to ride its currents.

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chasm

so many lovers
and nothing to love
so many razors and
nothing gives blood
the distance from one
to the other i’ve found
winds
straightly
through
fear

what about dreamers
who live in a dream
big hearts who turn heartless
just trying to be
their homes are both weightless.
walls under seige
yet
no one
will
hear

the chasm
is filled
by a fathom
of cries.
false sorrow,
regretful morrow,
what dies?

you and i

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