NaPoWriMo Day 28: Postcard

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Wish you were here,

at the altar of truth clear,

Cognizant of the preciousness of each breath,

Gulping in today knowing full well this will only end in death,

I wanted to hold your hand as we crossed graves,

Holding each other up and pretending it was okay,

Enjoying moments as we could but now that has all gone away,

Memories like blankets, covering former days,

I would have happily cocooned with you in hell,

Ascending, descending and back again, I now, wish you well,

But I quite rather wish you were here,

At the altar of forgiveness of absolution of fear,

At the altar of unlived years,

Songs yet to be sung in less than perfect harmony,

I didn’t want to, but I loved you and it will be, what it will be.

 

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Day 29 NaPoWriMo: Specific Noun From Favorite Poem: Flower

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http://sproutgrowers.com/StoriesArticles/SA.htm

Like humans, flowers gestate in the dark,

Each fed by time, water and sunlight spark,

A flower can be wild, can be a weed,

Can overtake expansive space, starting out as small seed,

The line between admiration and envy,

A comma, so common, yet breathtaking, begin and ending.

 

 

Read one of my favorite poems whose specific noun, flower, inspired my poem:

“When Death Comes” by Mary Oliver:

http://www.awakin.org/read/view.php?tid=477

Day 19 NaPoWriMo: Creation

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https://fractalenlightenment.com/category/life/page/42

The beginning, that part is typically an explosion of boring,

If I told you, you’d be snoring,

Most growth happens undetected to eyes,

Then when we see new clear view, we feel surprised,

Endless mountains humbled by endless ocean waves,

To begin and to end is much the same.

Friend (Sending Song)

The inspiration for this song is the awe, wonder and delight I feel for the human race and all those who have become friends along this journey that is life. To all of you, those I have met and those I have yet to meet:

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This is where our paths do part,

Though I’ll hold you ever in my heart,

You are where I begin and end

and I’m so blessed to call you a friend.

I pray the light would reach you

Guide you and teach you

I send you all the love I can send,

I’m so blessed to call you a friend,

And I pray you’ll be as blessed,

Until the day so sweet, when our paths will cross again,

Our paths will cross again.