a cry
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On greener days I rest in light of radiant warmth respite til night joy parallels symphonic rise and I’m content with angst’s demise On greener days i cannot grieve the hidden things and dying bereave and if suddenly they should arise I’ll turn my thoughts and close my eyes On greener days i will give… Read more
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you encircle my dreams in childlike wisps of breezes. capturing every thought like deep wintry freezes. the memory of you is still all too near. your old blanket i have such fragrance held dear. and when eyes are set upon a new day, I remember in heaven is now where you play. (c) 2015 rick… Read more
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Discordance wanes but words still do not come easy. How pondering and wondering hold sway. I see resonance wax in pleasing hope waiting to see that part of me where soft light- from inward deep- keeps me from falling. O, how attempts at defeating gravity and absolutes leaves me in unbalance. But the soft light… Read more
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I am sad to see birds fly south and trees blushing at night’s cool kiss. Even the sun seems to shy away sinking ever further to other places. Resting now in reflection, I remember our first glance – our eyes meeting for a moment as perpetual motion ceased and inquisitive stillness held sway. Why does… Read more
