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Patricia Sanders Poem
Cast a thousand bones into the night
And let loose the chains of boredom
Let me be born into the world of
Enchantment
Repeatedly and without caution
Let my steps take me up stairs
Bearing light
And
Irresistible fruits
Jewels of awe
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On ground of sacred Earth
The ringing of bells
Can be heard
Calling us to remember
A truth veiled lightly
In a blanket of forgetfulness
I’ll find me there
Where angel’s songs
Upon my ears
Do greet the morning sun
And in the cracks
My worthiness
I left unkempt
In a long forgotten place
Sullen
The road more frequently traveled
When joy forgot her face
The child inside
A voice so long unheard
Safely tucked into the womb
Of love’s sweet arms
Woven of all that glitters
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In the darkness
Of my despair
I wondered
Where I had gone
The mirror
Having no answers
For me
Where I looked
Only to find
Wistful eyes
Wistful for what?
The man I love
Or
Myself?
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Sailing through
The odyssey of my mind
I capture moments in time
Like a photograph etched in my soul
Absorbed by my heart
The experience of life
The joys and sorrows of living
The essence of my being
The me I am now colored by
The road I have traveled on
The love I have felt
The people I have known
These are the treasures I hold
Deep inside of me each moment
Refining my soul through time
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Your face
Turns dark
A shadow on the wall
Hides from view
I miss the sight
Of love
The scent of morning dew
Dust fills the room
Paintings hang
Upside down
Fruit sits quietly
In a bowl
Waiting…
To be eaten
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I’ll never see your face again
Or hear your laughter
As days go by
I remember you still, as you were
When you were still here
With swollen tears
And a heart that aches
I’ll never again feel your embrace
Even though your spirit is here
It’s just not the same
As hearing your voice
And seeing you near
No more tomorrows will hold you
Only yesterday remains
Yet the sun still sets and the stars burn bright
The morning becomes day
The day becomes night
But you are not here
And the sorrow and pain
That death can claim
Bring heavy hands
It’s just not the same
And I wish that you were still here
With footsteps light
And laughter long
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The place of ego
I know it well
It’s been my friend, a lover
The words that kept me
From moving forward
Kept me from going up when I was down
Created illusions that comforted me
Showed me doors
With superficial treasures
What grace brought me to this authenticity?
What gift showed me the right road, the correct path to the door of this peace
I now know?
I am not sure
Still the ego’s trappings remain a friend to me
The billionaire’s song
Vanity’s allure
The knock upon the door
That says
Come in
Old friend
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