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 Feb 14 JK
lua
there was a moment in time
when death sat beside me on a park bench
and he had rested his hand on the gap between us

i,

too,

rested my hand there
and brushed my fingers against his

and for a chaste moment
i savoured the warmth of his skin
and intertwined my hand with his

but he stood up

and left

and maybe he knew,

it was for the better.
it was the right option
 Apr 2022 JK
be-no-one
Moon
 Apr 2022 JK
be-no-one
it wasn't until the sun rose
that I realized
just how much
I was in love with the moon
 Feb 2022 JK
julie
the autumn spirit
 Feb 2022 JK
julie
trees are changing their robes;
on misty mornings
I am sitting on my porch.
a book  
I've found in a vintage bookstore
at the corner of my street
is lying in my lap

drinking a tea
wrapped into my favorite blanket
and watching my neighbors
carving their pumpkins

smelling the scent
of firewood
while also listening to
Frank Sinatra

autumn, oh autumn
where have you been?
 Feb 2022 JK
Ann
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  to is what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"Keep your eyes closed, love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do."

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
 Jan 2022 JK
brian odongo
Religion
 Jan 2022 JK
brian odongo
"what's your religion?"
he asked.

"love is my religion"
I replied.

"so, where is your church?"

"the earth is my church".
 Nov 2021 JK
Unpolished Ink
Eclipse
 Nov 2021 JK
Unpolished Ink
A wolf has come to eat the sun
the Gods supplied us only one
with jaws that tear and teeth that bite
he stops to drink our fading light
eclipse the world, pour out the soul
you nibble, can't you eat it whole?
 Nov 2021 JK
Unpolished Ink
Poppies
 Nov 2021 JK
Unpolished Ink
Poppies after rain
Waving scarlet petticoats
A garden can-can
Waving
The portal to home.
Where the ocean meets the sky,
and the wind whistles.
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