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The Immemorial Breeze
Read more: The Immemorial BreezeAfter Robbie Krieger A rhythm begins within, grows its pacesteadying adjacent to my lungsgently caressing and heightening in time. As I reach for an opened dooramong this unsteady foundation, I become one with an ultimate fascination. A gentle breeze sways its waylifting me across the fields. Absorbed with awe above each tempestuous treetop and with…
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no return address
Read more: no return addresssew my eyes shuttape my mouth closedboard me up in a box& send me off attach the postagedrop me offat the postdon’t open until i see you thereand i hear you say ‘my love’and i feel younext to my warm skin until then, leave me here
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Shortcomings
Read more: ShortcomingsIs it too much to askTo have you sayAnd do all of theAppropriate thingsTo touch gentlyTo say the truth and beautyOf the momentsYou and I spend Is it too much to askTo respondTo the love I giveTo show the depthOf the love you feel Is it too much to askIs it a childish needIs this…
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Did I ever tell you…
Read more: Did I ever tell you…I’m digging through letters for cluesFor endearments that will fill my cup They spill over and fall awayAs they come in with a rush Too many to graspI pick them up one by one In hopes to hold ontoLittle pieces of you
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Train to Nowhere [with audio]
Read more: Train to Nowhere [with audio]The clock ticks in desperation to move us along, to where we belong. Our eyes remain forward, no longer looking back. The man in seat 2B sobs with tears streaming down his face. He’s left his life in his old place. I soak in the faces of passengers around me, stern looks all around. All…
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Dear love
Read more: Dear loveDear love,Thoughts of you the other day brought smiles. Today thoughts of you produced overrun swells in my eyes. The many years we’ve been separated, but how our hearts have always been close, how many more years will it be like this? Living in fantasy and memories all of the time is no way of…
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Undying Flame
Read more: Undying FlameImages and words suddenly appear, ones I’ve longed to hear hitting deep as they envelop me.Overwhelming, yet deeply satisfying. Since our last meeting your spirit arrived in the oddest of places: romantic restaurants, quaint cafes, art galleries, long car drives, concert halls, walking in a park, every room of the house, and late at night…
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The Truth
Read more: The TruthThis poem is pulled from snippets of Esteban Rodriguez’s poem, El Rio. These snippets pulled together brought out a truth that spoke to me. Check out his poem in Non.PlusLit. ready to give up what they knew they’d never be aware what he believes in will not always remain and though you want to believe…
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All I Need
Read more: All I NeedAll these years ofexpectancy,finding someone who will give me all things I want,all things I need I beckon for someone to give me music, give me poetry, give me love, give me everything I need But a voice inside cautions: no one can love you like you need, no one is all things true, no…
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We Don’t Talk About That
Read more: We Don’t Talk About ThatDrifting thoughts of us strike during the long hours of the dayIt’s that time once againBut we won’t talk about it now We’ll say so much to fit inThe space between the silenceBut those days where we lit up the sky,We won’t talk about that now Fantasies creep inSome days, or most days,What we’ve done…