Mum & Dad

Mum & Dad
You were very here todayas I sat couchedwriting @ Pablo’sa snowy November outsidespilling my soul the coffee cup translationsthe meanderings of a sonprodical workerpaper scrawled rantsin a far off land.
I look to the highest rocklike everlasting armsstretching skywardthe blessing of the waiting fathera blimp on the horizonwaving in the airsending words for the [...]

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The Old Time Dance Society

The Denver Old Time Dance Society
Stranger feet this dance floor has ne’r seenelongated flagstones rutted buffed dull crimson by a gazillion feetFall leaf woven carpets secret the drenching of beerand the stale stench of chunderwith cheese like familiarityThis dance floor goes left and right,on and on16th, 17th, across Colfax,across the abbey road, now you see [...]

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Mid August Rush

Well the year is rolling away very fast, away from me, as well as towards me. while I have been very absent from my blogging, (for which I apologise and intend to try and rectify), I have been very active writing.FINALLY after years of dreaming I have published my first book. If you would like [...]

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Sunlight

a wild rose
spoke to me on the trail
i stopped
listened
and realised it was you
talking to the son
wanting to dance
in morning
sunlight
 
© BlindPoet

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The Wounded Warrior

In death ….he lay cold and still.Eyes silenced, grim faced furrowed browhis body laid out.A great sword lay on himhilt uprightheld inhands clasped, his great heartcovered.
This morning was bright and shining,still, water as still as glassfumed with silver.
One was there to beside the boatto send him across the sea.Gulls spoke in broken crieslamenting the leaving [...]

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Y is it?

That I am me?And laughter dies in a wet mouthwhen really there is everything to live for.
That I am unable to free you todayto laugh, to dance, and fly.Nor you me it seems.I hang like a heavy chainaround your neck.(I really wanted to be a pearl)A constant gravity perhaps.I even weigh your body down.
In my [...]

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The Wounded Warrior

This writing is a vision that relates to the hardest time in my life as my marriage slowly collapsed in the last 5/23 years of its existence. Yet in all the pain and grief I knew there was a journey to be taken, and a new me to rise out of the ashes of this wreckage of all the lives involved. AND there was someone with me…………in the person of Jesus.

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Rise

You are more beautiful than I can bare.The climax of dawn.Distant hills silent and dark against a fallen sun.
A vast and awe filled ocean,you hold me in absolute sway.Inside you I am utterly lost.You rise to meet mewe drink deeply.Words fail to carry meaning.
This oceans rhythmis a guttural cry,I can only close my eyes,head hung [...]

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River

I could be a river
flowing down streets
the guttered sidewalks
of Capitol Hill
gazing @ the sky
through the finest lace
of naked tree limbs
my back to the earth
grinning under the bluest blue
the best clouds ever
fallen leaves
fellow travellers in season
the currency of dreamers
watched by sleep dulled [...]

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I am back!

Life is something that comes and goes in seasons. The trick is to let yourself experience those seasons without beating yourself up.
If you listen to your heart you know whats going on.
Imagine a bear fighting the urge to hibernate. Thats what I can be like sometimes.
Actually sleeping for months sounds nice……….if you could think and [...]

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