Best Comforted Poems

A born lioness my untamed heart? ha! 
a mouse, this pulsing token ruled by unruly wants
at times given, traded or stolen - sometimes
thrown down on...

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Painting by Edvard Munch, 1895: "Moon Light"

your soft hand trembles in mine
no words are spoken
we observe our ascending full moon 
as we have every month...

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I could have cried like a bride at a funeral
Bled out, dry. I could have but I was already
dehydrated...I

i think of you

I wish someone could...

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She cocooned herself
Spinning the thread tightly
Around her troubled mind
Knowing out there
Out there were the people
Who watched her unwind
Who could not be kind
Losing ground
Every day
She fought...

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As my spirit look down on the flesh,
Will it be angry or happy at death,
Will the life that I have lived be an inspiration,
Or will...

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When winter paints those frosty ferns on my windowpane
I find myself a little girl up on your lap again
In that old house, where you wove...

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FINDING GOD

My hungry heart and thirsty soul yearns for refill...
Darkness and light roll then turn me up and down.
Laughter and cries conjure caress my being...

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One lives on the memory
Never letting it go
Always holding as a memorial
The recollection within
Where only the heart knows
To celebrate a life

One longs to just forget
And...

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Kyoko walks alone in the morning tide, 
comforted for a fleeting moment by salty air.
She feels the same sand between her toes 
as when she...

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I watch this world pass by, 
miracle after miracle, 
overcome with thoughts 
of life and death - 
heated in a buttery sky;
the air melts into...

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Thea, grandfather Alferd's dog died, she was so old and sick
Now is Thea on the moon, says Adrian who is six

Michael Jackson died so unexpectedly...

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Please love yourself,
My daughter wrote
As we chatted away
About my upcoming trip
And yet my tears spilled over
As I bared my heart
To my 19 year old daughter
The...

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A mother’s ears  - fine tuned
will pick up on her infant whimpering
          in the middle...

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A true story, based on family oral tradition
from the oldest part of the city of Bern,
capitol of Switzerland, where my mother was
born and raised, in...

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This emptiness within surrounds the insides
Penetrating my sorrows, I see the light
A light so faded and sad…as if it knows my lamentation
This light dies to...

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