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The Edge of Loneliness

marginalized
again
just a widow
whose family is grown
no longer a central figure
overlooked
forgotten

until something
is expected from me
then parameters shift
I am needed, anticipated
counted on for help
until that window in time
passes

then
marginalized
once more
prioritized
off the grid
of life

~
is it any wonder
I gravitate
to the one who supports me
appreciates me
listens
with his heart

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Seeking Elusive Violets

seeking elusive violets
     in shadowy patches 
           beneath jacaranda trees
     a window of sunlight fell upon you

desiring your favor 
     despite rapidly descending sky mists
            our eyes connected momentarily
    my caramel riveted to your mountain pine

misted veil dropping quickly
     my carnal plans subverted 
   by humidity’s mood

rendering song 
       unto that which moves air
                eddies, curls and swirls
       soon swept the fog like curtain afar 

gathering buttercream yellow anemones
    coupled with heather thick ferns and leaves
  a bouquet of forest wealth gathered for you
         requesting you spend the season’s breath 
      with me

we summered and beyond
        a petite blushing hand held mine
      swimming lost in your windswept sea
                blood in my veins surged 
           at a savory full smile
    chest leaping when your lips 
            formed the name I carry
        meadow green vision sipping of my affections
                greedy for every pearl of my wine

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Riddles On the Wind

in the desolate
          solitary hours
    when fear trickles down my spine

  time is my jailor
    closing me behind its doors
              isolating my heartbeats
        distant from yours

  drips following a storm
      ping a pattern of rubies
                upon my flesh
    heat carved runes
          tell of lovers set aside
      long ago

  riddles on the wind
answers unfound
  my present twists
    into a knotted conflagration
            higher
          hotter than before

voices from the past rise
          and resonate:
             
    ‘your heart-pain
          bleeds from your words

  that love is the umbrella
        under which these wounds fester
              is that much worse

    untangle your heart-threads
      from their prison bars
         
        the landscape of your life
                must evolve

          immerse yourself
                    and know freedom’

            my quest begins now

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Only My Eyes See You

my eyes see you
…my heart does not
intellect and memory
      say you are someone I love
grappling for my feelings
empty hands baldly stare back at me

scraps of myself
scattered to the wind
crows pluck and carry pieces away
disassembling me

depersonalization or derealization
I wander between two deserts
how did I land here
…will someone please tell me
        which way to the exit
silence answers with clean white pages

in rising numbness
I am lost

an ocean washes through me
forceful waves steal my essence
leaving only skeletal ribs
where once stood a person
now a vacuous riddle

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Insomnia's Curse

chronic insomnia cripples
        its bubble of distortions guts my day      
             
                    deprived of sleep  
        the ordinary appears horribly difficult
                     the extraordinary 
                   becomes impossible

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Ocean Walk

under a delightful moon
      air silvermist due to drizzling rain
  a pale patina rode wavetops
              of the mystic sea

creamy waters washed across my feet
depositing opaline conchs, whelk egg cases
    and bits of purple fan coral
  oceanic generosity
          fueled my thankfulness
      as the horizon's apricot blush
                  announced sunrise

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Shall I

softly worn dome of denim blue
cozy and comfortable in the sun's wake
should I grasp a corner, gently tugging,
and wrap myself in it, my supple cape?

or, upon leaving it celestially high
shall I ask of faerie folk and angels nigh
aid in pushing moisture laden clouds dark
over my garden so that when they cry
‘tis my flowers that will sing for joy
pelted by fresh tears from night's sky?

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Wildfire and Innocence

children of an emerald isle
     
        inhabiting a pause
              in brutish wars


    dulcet notes
            of tenderest voices
     
        raining as leaves
            from autumn's branches

 
      rivulets of caramel warmth
             
        energizing oft rejected
                  lovers' embraces

 
    as he loosens her plaits
            of cinnamon and wildfire
     
        she raises piquant lips
              to his nakedly innocent
                      adoration

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In Your Absence

my lips brush your fingertips
long after your departure
your place next to me
awaits my embrace
as I bask in your aura
scooting closer to make contact
startling a blackbird at the window

tracing you onto a foggy pane of glass
I submerge myself in your image
placing a kiss on your pert nose
breathing your warm, sensual gardenia scent
    laced throughout your ivory damask sweater
    cradled in my arm as if a newborn

the dark bird, steward of my recollections, returns
?memories surge, spreading emotive warmth
    from my core outward
I tighten my hold on your garment, pressing
      my cheek against the creamy soft fibers
snuggling with your fragrance infused shadow
wanting you to brush away wet trails on my cheeks

tomorrow unveils a new day
its skin bursting with possibilities
such as the blackbird returning
?beak filled with nesting materials
hope arrives with the dawn
even as gloom flees my arms

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Daffodils and Wild Horses

cast me your leftovers
     I'll make daffodils
                 of them

  lend me your broken bits
        I'll weave them into
  something whole and striking

  confide your loneliness
      we'll race with wild horses
   then waltz in moonlight