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a poet's playground

Full Red Moon

time to cleanse
time to breathe
freely

release
relinquish
the undesirables

the light
of
this red moon
elucidates
the hurdles that
block ones growth

time to purge
what no longer serves
your welfare

heal

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this…… a place

this
a place
of rest
a place
to undress
your thoughts
your worries
your concerns

this
a place
where fears
frustrations & failures
are shattered
a place
of friendship
of companionship

this
a place

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intentional breath

her message was camouflaged
in the colorful leaves
her lessons were learned
from the language
of the trees
she spoke clearly
to those who believed

breathe

with intention
set your target
set your goal

breathe

with intention
when feeling frightened
when feeling alone

breathe

with

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she doesn’t sleep Monday nights
claims Tuesday she has
chores to be done
that was when she was 31
many
many moons ago
every Tuesday
or was it Thursday
sheets & towels
dust & vac
clean out the frig
there’s always
something smelling

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i will protect you

i will protect you
my darling
my love

i will carry
all burdens
so that you have none

rest your head
when you are weary
have no fear
of the dark
i will stand watch

your beauty
reflects
in my eyes
your warm nature

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whistling dixie

she had a song
in her heart
she just could spit out
the words
wouldn’t form
the lyric
didn’t rhyme
she forgot the chorus
but didn’t mind

spent her day
in a flowered field
dreaming of
birds
bees
and tumble weeds

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