Take Fifteen, then Tackle that Mountain

Tackle that mountain, I will, but first let me rest. Fifteen quiet clicks are all I need, because I can’t climb feeling like this. Exhausted thoughts and limbs just need a brief escape, and then those shoes with extra grip, I will lace. Lights off and eyes closed before I begin my late afternoon ascent. …

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A Pointless Poet Writes While the World Waits

I am the explosion of color before the setting sun disappears. I am the final display of magnificence before twilight descends. My color-splashed canvas is brief – a transitory existence. One of a kind golden photos that are easily missed. I am an ever changing portrait that continues to unfold – beautiful and breathtaking, I …

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A Body that Transcends

Her body holds secrets that I can only hear if I sink into the liquid, and let her draw me near, as her ancient wisdom soothes, washes, and transcends time, thought, and truths. In the murkiness, I suspend my frame and my beliefs about what is and what should be and simply allow her body …

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