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    Iw2TU

    The boys were asleep, their soft breathing still lingering in the air like the fading hum of a lullaby.Down the hall, the house felt still,but inside him, nothing was still.Every moment since she’d left, his body had been taut...

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    Storm Spirits

    we're built a little different around here something about all the wide open skiescrickets & cowsfields of beans & cornnot much elsedeveloped a "hold my beer" mentalitywhen those sirens blare......if they have time...we head for the porchto watch nature's...

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    • I love watching a good storm roll in but I have never fully subscribed to the “go try and spot the tornado” mentality. I have too much respect for those storms to want to watch that happen in real time. I’ll settle for seeing that through my cameras.
      Right before a thunderstorm starts though and the wind is picking up. That’s ideal to stand in the middle of.

      • I have been known…a time or 2…to go chasing. But generally, I stick to the porch with an unobstructed path to shelter at my back. Been in the tornado belt too long to not respect them. In this case, it chased us. First we knew was the sound of what seemed to be an airplane through the living room, followed by huge crashes. When I say we had a tree all over our yard, parts were in the front, parts along the side & part was in back. Big house, lots of ground to cover. We were very lucky. Thank you for stopping by

    • Powerfully penned, Willow. Storm watching huh? I can’t remember the last time I did that. lol. Excellent write my friend, glad you’re ok, nature does know how to put on a show. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • It was a wild time. Crazy intense. Enough so that my 35 yr old daughter came downstairs looking for her mommy. Some people still have no power. I love storm watching. This was bigger than that. We were super lucky, my friend

    • Tremendous work. Vivid and sharp.

    • We get the occasional blizzard too. Though nothing like you northerners get. Mostly we get icicles on our ass, & wild thunderstorms. They’re speculating we caught the trailing edge of a tornado this time. Lucky, we were very lucky. Thanks girl

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    My mood mimics the moon

     It starts off full and swelling bursting at the seams as if it will engulf the world in its beauty  Slowly, ever so slowlyIt begins to disappearAnd shadow creeps in  I secretly prayed for it to stay To embrace me in its warmthMy prayers...

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    Silent Surrender

    She slept turned gently on her side,Her back to him, her breathing deep.He lay behind her, hands still tiedBy fear and years and broken sleep.He longed to touch, to press, to feelThe shape he’d loved so long ago.But silence...

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    Here, to break the days of the now

    Time’s sands, slipping through hands. Halo of fading light, the cold of the depth of nightDark halo as portal to the great below. How One could just Slip Away, lips pressed upon a Dark array of the broken day -Consciousness...

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    • We have no choice but to be here ..

      Poets write sometimes in order to avoid Last Rites

      BIG
      LIKE

      Read twice
      Hit me different second time around as the bartender was calling for last round ..

    • Like PoetSpeak, I read this one twice. It has the feeling of a bell rolling in the mist. That question at the end…if you get an answer, I would like in on the knowledge

    • Powerfully penned, Cipher. This is a deep write my friend, lots of layers. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • ‘Light lies
      in
      bright
      eyes. Captured in forward and backward enrapture. The light
      of
      life. The seeming meaning
      in the
      dreaming. ‘
      A core of words needing a home, thoughts laid, meanings personal yet to share. Takes hold on the second read.

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