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Spoils of the evening

When I’m not in the right place I take a step look into the heart of a stone cloud moonbeam memory and get drunk with the shades of night’s wish to light the world…            

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Vanlifer of the heart

The heart has a puzzling shape The moment you thought it broke Becomes twofold. The moment in a relinquishing evening You thought it whole It breaks Until the morning When the shape is restored And your feelings pour like early

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Love

“Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.” ―

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Encaptured

Her skin is like fire her breath, distant desire Flowers meet for their annual feast any time you kiss her meatiness white… Her hair comes from the stars a supernova dust it shines and coils and transports all of you

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Every day a little dream

I long for a dream, within a dream that clears the sight of you. I am asleep and asleep I feel nothing But the craddle of your arms like orange snakes thrashing fears around… Black and white tale Shall that

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Lure of the sea

There are countless lures in our lives or it may be that our lives are made of lures. Mine is the sea. I hear its song all over the year and like Ulysses’ sailors I am not wise enough to

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The man with the crimson heart

I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. – Mary Oliver I know someone who breathes as soft as stories find nests into lives. I know someone who touches the sunset light in the sycamores.

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Be like water

“You must be shapeless, formless, like water. When you pour water in a cup, it becomes the cup. When you pour water in a bottle, it becomes the bottle. When you pour water in a teapot, it becomes the teapot.

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Writing

Writing is quieting the burns from people’s thoughts and deeds And dissolving all knowledge that this will ever happen…   Art by Andrea Kowch.

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Tyrannosaurus writing

“I’ve been blogging since February of 2001. When I started blogging, it was a dinosaur blog. It was me and a handful of tyrannosaurs. We’d be writing blog entries like, ‘The tyrannosaurus is getting grumpy.” – Neil Gaiman The dinosaur

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