• Steadfast Flame

    Do not tire, do not fade
    your small light still guides the way.

    Lift your hands, whisper your hope
    let mercy fall where hearts are closed.

    Breathe, and breathe again
    grace softens stone
    faith carries flame.

    Rise each day
    extend your hand
    your devotion flows
    into the unseen, the unheard
    everlasting.

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    • Love the art work!! It’s true I think, that we need to keep on going, to be the hope that keeps the lights on or the candle lit. Often, I think, people do not understand the effect they have on others, how their words or actions give people hope, a reason to keep going on. Our world suffers and it is the flame of hope that offers a way out.…Read More

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    Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

    What Isn’t Heard

    there’s a vastness…
    you can’t even fathom…
    a universe you can’t imagine…
    within the realm of silence

    stories untold
    realities unexpected
    contemplative reflection
    pain unspoken

    everything locked inside a vacuum
    where the wall of it…
    can hold someone hostage
    a victim of their own thoughts

    you can’t…Read More

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    • Yes, I can hear that silence. It’s the silence of a mother whose son has been cut down in a gang war or a war in a foreign country. Or the anguish of needing formula for our kids but no money to buy it. It’s the search for decent work, but not enough education to get it. Its the cries of children hiding under desk when the gunman came to school.…Read More

      • I didn’t have a choice on writing this. It’s been much on my mind of late. That deafening, heart-rending silence unheard from outside. Thank you for hearing it with me, Curt

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    Knife Play

    I looove to play with knives.I want to grip it tight.I want to tie you up fully.So there’s no control.You're my sub tonight.You've never been a sub before. Because you're always the master.I'm different from all the rest.I pull you...

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  • Carried Away

    neglected winds howled their fury
    blowing through a door ajar…
    startled…
    she dropped to cower…
    piercing chill burning
    skating across thundering veins

    sudden silence filled empty pockets
    scoured sterile by the pain
    tomorrow has no meaning
    the past has gone away

    frozen fists slowly opened 
    letting go…
    of…Read More

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  • Still Strolling…

    it can’t be far away…
    can it?
    that elusive brighter tomorrow?
    I’m not asking much…
    just a warm spring day
    maybe a chance of sprinkles
    and a walk amongst nature’s glory
    the cloying scent of honeysuckle gagging the senses
    lilacs swaying in the breeze
    birds in full choral exuberance
    vibrantly budding trees
    and a…Read More

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