Category: Spoken-Word
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Frozen Spring (Something’s not Right) – Audio
This is the coldest Spring I’ve known The bright green of the new season breaks without me Pinks, yellows, whites, reds, purples, and blues, emerge all around They signal that Spring has come The bird-songs rise with the sun They call and woo one another in preparation for new life The sun is warm…
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Spring Thaw (Audio)
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The wheel has turned again Today I feel the warmth of the yellow sun touching my core. A thaw has begun in me. Deeds accomplished and those left undone remain unsettled They tumble and scar the earth Like boulders caught at the height of a raging spring melt Dislodged from their former place They create…
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Drifting – Twilight – Spirit – Calensariel (Audio)
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in Awareness, Depth, Desert, Direction, Freedom, Legacy Archive, Poetry, Renewal, Solitude, Spoken-WordDrifting, the current carries me No oar, no rudder Surrendered to the flow Destination lies over the horizon Rest now, adventure awaits Twilight, time between times Sacred space Stillness, surrender to the muted light Listen, Wisdom whispers Sophia is your lover Spirit, link between Flesh and intellect Feeling, sensing, knowing Interpreting groanings too deep for…
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The Space between the Milliseconds (Audio)
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Time drags and stretches from tic to tic. I never knew there were so many intervals between seconds. Life lived in milliseconds. Each hung like a bead on a bitter pasty rope of tepid metallic taffy. Each one sucks and drains and moves in opposition to life. Divided, cordoned off. Source of torment and relief…
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Peanuts – Empty Shells (Audio)
Writing about not being able to write Words have become empty shells. Empty hulls on the floor. They once held something of value. But it has long since been consumed. They tingled and tantalized the tongue then gone. Now just empty shells.