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 Sep 2014 Karen Newell
SG Holter
So much of me
Is in no
Pain at
All.
 Sep 2014 Karen Newell
SG Holter
Let me be your shadow;
Never in your way.
 Sep 2014 Karen Newell
Jack
~


What of this sun that warms my back
Tempting me to turn around
Pleading for my attention
Over an anxious landscape of questions
Geometric outcroppings of thought
And life goes on beyond its light

Blue sky swan dives fall eternal
On the brink of feelings conjured
Draping over azure dreams
Becoming slower minutes crawling
Down wretched pathways
Leading to all voided expectations

Yet time will come and go
As high above me lay sheltered wishes
Which I harness in tethered ideas
Collecting on shoulders of heated display
Brushing off doubts uninspired
Turning to face this sun…brightly unaffected
I see the morning star
crack the eastern sky,
pushing away the pitch
with pinks & reds
& soon it will set again in the west
& I will embrace the darkness,
one last time without you.
I will miss you forever.
They are down by the seaside
making preparations
for my final departure.
Those brave souls,
brother & sister odists,
who understand such things,
are the true testaments of honor.
I see them piling
my grave offerings,
making their sacrifices.
For soon,
I will become
but a distant memory,
I will join the sacred gods,
those humble goddesses,
in the Heavens
& fall back a shooting star.
Remember me.
They are preparing my tumulus....
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