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Before We Rise

Back Bay Milky Way

Feeling broken and small

In this Universe so vast

Still standing tall

When coming in last

Refusing to fall

When all is fading fast

A part of it all,

The future and the past

Nothing is as it seems;

After all, deadwood still dreams

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The Secret of Night

Stars twinkle and dance to the tune of river song as Luna smiles on.

Stars twinkle and dance
to the tune of river song
as Luna smiles on.

Winter’s Wrath

Icy fingernails dip into the stream of life and diamonds emerge.

Icy fingernails
dip into the stream of life
and diamonds emerge.

The Coming Of Spring

Mountains rise to sky as fog settles upon the earth, and field grass listens for wisdom to speak. You learn to stand on your own when all walk away.

Mountains rise to sky
as fog settles upon the earth,
and field grass listens
for wisdom to speak.
You learn to stand on your own
when all walk away.

Star Child

Oak Ridge tree and stars, no editing

They say I was born of stardust.

They say they saw a star explode;

Fire streaking across the sky, its

Ash sprinkling along the river’s roar.

The elders say they saw my body form

As bones of earth rose from its depth.

They say they heard the river’s pulse

As it rose and jumped into my chest.

They say the streams of time flowed

Through the veins of moonlit wonder.

They say ancient rocks of the riverbed

Whispered secrets to my soul.

They say I was not meant to be confined,

I needed space only the heavens could provide.

They say each night my body thrashed

In burning pain as my wings touched

Upon the stars in spirit’s flight.

They say I climbed the mountain’s cry,

But did not return and they know why.

The wise ones say I did not fall nor did I die

For they watched me as I soared into the sky.

All I know is it is not dark from where

I watch my people gather at water’s edge,

Sipping life beneath my reflection.

Night In The Fields

In the dark of night stars shine a spotlight upon a farmer’s dreamland.

In the dark of night
stars shine a spotlight upon
a farmer’s dreamland.

The Dune’s Haiku

Tall among the shore grain by grain against water slowly wind transforms.

Tall among the shore
grain by grain against water
slowly wind transforms.

Guest post by DirtMan

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