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he wore his scars like stardust

he wore his scars like stardust

Amy Ferris (https://www.facebook.com/amy.ferris) used “he wore his scars like stardust” in a piece and it has been stuck in my mind… so I used a poetry form, her piece, and that line as my starting block: slightly shift, my gaze…

I’m sorry what?

I’m sorry what?

I’m sure I misheardAbsurd he’s not perturbedPerhaps a readjustmentResultant in an adult version of telephoneImmersion on zoom, misheard wordIncursion into shenanigansA talisman plays verbal badmintonWith the topic trueSmirk instead of resting business facePlaces questions in other facesDebase the agenda we’re…

Seasons Montetra

Seasons Montetra

Walking along a trail todayI spied a red leaf on my waySweater season and skies of grayWarm mugs of clay, warm mugs of clay The leaves are gone, gray skies still loomFlannel sheets used in the guest roomSki cloths replace…

curiosity is the beginnings of JOY   

curiosity is the beginnings of JOY   

curiosity is the beginnings of JOYnot knowing how the colored threads weave in and outshuttling among days, seasons, our lives throughoutcuriosity is the beginnings of JOY               not knowing how the colored threads weave in and outputs randomness and beauty into…

Intuition Haiku

Intuition Haiku

success in knowingtime taken for reflectionmindfulness required for me intuition is the feeling in my gut, heart, body that works to convince me “some” thing – person – thought – direction is off. it’s pre-knowing that __________ is not quite…

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