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 Jan 2018 WJ Thompson
evie marie
i am being pulled by the stars again.
"--you know, I've either had a family, a job, something
has always been in the
way
but now
I've sold my house, I've found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I'm going to have a place and
the time to
create."
no baby, if you're going to create
you're going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you're going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you're on
welfare,
you're going to create with part of your mind and your
body blown
away,
you're going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you're going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquakes, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don't create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.
 Jan 2018 WJ Thompson
Rohan P
who broke the moon? its
slivers shatter on tile and you
emptied them in our flowerbeds,
waiting, i think, for the rain.
 Jan 2018 WJ Thompson
Rumi
With
passion pray. With
passion work. With passion make love.

With passion eat and drink and dance and play.

Why look like a dead fish
in this ocean
of
God?
 Dec 2017 WJ Thompson
CeilingStar
At the coffee shop

You sit gingerly opposite me, watching
I can almost touch the beauty you see in me
It's written like the title of a book all over your face, leaning in close to mine

Gazing into your warm hazel eyes is like attempting to escape a beautiful well of tears
Your eyes flicker, tenderly ******* my soul

In that moment I see what you see
I am yours, my heart yours and our souls intwined together in a display of shared tears and deep kisses
You eclipse any sadness I have ever felt

Your dark eyes yearn after my naked frame,
However it's impossible to get any closer than our thoughts overlapping from across the table

Reflected in your eyes I see your honesty and your love and the creases around your eyes when you smile

But what really strikes me,
As poignant as the glint from the diamond on my finger as I reach for my coffee,

Is that I can see myself, perfect, as I am in only your eyes
Beauty known only to your eyes
To my only beholder

KG
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