Sunday, December 05, 2021


Masha Ward 1941- 2021


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Saturday, March 21, 2020


Caterpillar

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shored against my ruin


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Friday, March 20, 2020


Cherokee pea


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Saturday, April 07, 2018


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Friday, April 06, 2018


Do. You. realize...

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Friday, November 30, 2012


khandro


stark beauty laid bare
no cherished heart of silence
no season's hallmark
just love that dances barefoot
in the middle of the air


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Monday, December 20, 2010


concrete
plain gray highway
woven across the land
iridescent with potential
all roads


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nothing
sweet empty sky
not a care in the world
a deeper blue than i have seen
morning


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Our storm

waves crash
on other shores
we each hear our heart beat
under the droning of the wind
same storm

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💔

heart break
split me open
my thoughts seem to cut me
fear and hope fracture my well being
let go

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Crashing against concrete, a tanker's oily wake smells of dead fish and gasoline. HeartBreak. She is Turning away. The arc of a stone tossed; A splash in the peaceful waters. Ripples ripples Whisper nothing Along the morning beach Two dolphins glide by silently SmallWaves Bright star Touch the moons horns Fall with me this Evening RedClouds deepen into velvet twilight Warm sun Through the bamboo, Azalea choked by weeds; My blunt tool grubs out the choke trees. HardWork. Rejoice! blue jays have come to eat the ripe berries: the purple burden of this bush. PraiseThem! flowers someone planted don't belong in this place Pull them out and let the weeds grow NoSweat

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