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 Nov 2017 MikeTheVike
mel
tired Love
 Nov 2017 MikeTheVike
mel
(i)
could
(have)
sworn i
saw the
L i g h t
(buried)
beneath
y(our)
(tired)
sighs

it
wasn't
long before
i knew: it was
all of my (L o v e)
r e f l e c t i n g
back from
me

(for)
you

will
n(ever)
Love me
like i
do
i have buried our tired Love for ever
When people lie,
I
laugh

"Ha"
"Ha"
"Ha"


on
their
mistake
in calculating
my intelligence level...
Haha.. haha
Today my breath
and
your memories
are in perfect resonance.
Tell me what should i pause,
My breath
Or
Your remembrance??
Missing the mess!
I confess!
How to address?
 Nov 2017 MikeTheVike
mel
h e a v y
 Nov 2017 MikeTheVike
mel
my
(he)art
g(rows)
heavy
with
(such)
(waves)
of
(in)ability
(to)
­Love
what
is
right
for
(me)
he rows such waves into me
Blackwater rise up from artesian fountains

Upsurge from the provenance of earthen soul

Mingle unto a river of willow’s bend and sway


Rooted in boulders
                                                       
  
scattered  within      

                           milestones                               

                   and
                     

                                           riverbed Cornerstones

                                                   ­                                       Gray


As though empowering sown seeds mightily strewn

With intent a higher law's freshet flows

For to stream from silence in a satiating tongue

Rolling currents thickly bestow


A  river  of  simple  truth lay  bare

A stream of random kindness betides,

Rivulets of unconditional love abounding
  
Rootstock birthplace coursing passage from whence

Unbounded rivers' silent reverie manifests


Rippling cadence immersing pulsing whispers

Unbounded rivers rushing deep and wide

Blossoming undercurrents gushing,

resounding,

rhythmic  ebb  and  flow


Verve undulating wholly alive

Genesis of soul marrow's enlightened shine ―

Wellsprings arise from bedrock

ancient mother earth

A surmounting light leavens abidingly

From imploring water's flowing river song


To illuminate the beckoning pathway's bearings

divergent from thither and yon
                
Through  which  to  portage

A way to carry back home in psalm



*h.a. rivers ... November 4th, 2017
Notes:   The Blackwater River I once flew into
is farther north in the British Columbia wilderness
It was a lovely frosty morning
especially fine
for November
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