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 Nov 2014 Brittany Zedalis
pat
How I wish I had two lives.
One to live to the fullest,
and the other to sleep away.
There maybe many ways
to express feelings
but the only way I know
is through the words
that I compose
pen, on paper
a heart is content
with poetry
The color of the night
Watched wide-eyed
Solitary comfort
Warmth of darkness
Stars as witnesses
Stripped of inhibitions
Laying supine
Neath the night sky
Night regaling me
Magnetic presence
Attracts my attention
Only me and night
The other half of life
 Nov 2014 Brittany Zedalis
Liam
I must know...

the smell of your blowing hair
   in the leaf-strewn autumn wind

the touch of your hand on my chest
   closely held in a sleepy winter bed

the sight of your eyes lit with wonder
   for the beauty of spring's first flowers

the sound of your voice calling my name
   through a window from a summer garden

...and as the cycle renews...

the taste of your fertility
   under the cover of a harvest moon


...there simply aren't enough seasons
to gain a complete sense of all that you are
 Nov 2014 Brittany Zedalis
Liam
so many worlds in my head
can't be contained
can't be defined
by time or space

so much love in my heart
won't be restrained
won't be denied
by chance or fate

there exists another way
physical yet metaphysical
through ferocious eyes
foo dogs at soul's gate

there exists another place
devoid of time, out of mind
where fractions of god
reconnect and recreate

there exists a sandstorm
in the hourglass of fortune
stars don't compare to the
constellations of light
inside you,
and all the gold in the world
isn't worth as much as you are.
and the sun, darling,
the sun can't shine brighter than you.
you are sunlight,
you are beams of light and hope
you are bright and beautiful.
 Nov 2014 Brittany Zedalis
r
we are losing in a gulag
of our choosing

the un-predict-
ability of liberty

an extraordinarily poor
rendition of a system

where oaken-ed cloaked
murderous crows caw foul

jumping at every
shadow of a shadow of

a shadow nears to turn to turn
to turn the clock back years

election day is tuesday
- rue the day sweet liberty.

r ~ 11/1/14

*much at stake
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