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I have not looked at myself
In a matter of weeks
Comfort filled drops placed
Between the grit of my teeth
Corrosion of the mind followed
By a shattered heart
I lost myself
In a matter of weeks

My eyes have not met hers
In a matter of weeks
Closed eyed conversing
Leading to deceit
Clotted thoughts crushing
Into the surface of my pate
I lost the woman of my memories
In a matter of weeks

My lips have not muttered
In a matter of weeks
Words of clarity or
Something to defeat
Strung out souls waiting for
A transport never to come
I lost my love
In a matter of weeks
Temporary afflictions
 Feb 2016 neko-nae
Pixievic
Escape
 Feb 2016 neko-nae
Pixievic
The ocean
Endless
Sprawling
Wide
In it
Plenty
Live
And die
Waves
Curling
Crash
And swirl
Tossing
Driftwood
In a whirl
Green
Blue
White
And black
Colours
Blending
Changing
Track
Living
Breathing
Swelling
Growing
Without
An end
Always
Knowing
The ocean
Endless
Sprawling
Wide
Its secrets
Hidden
Deep inside

(C) Pixievic 2016
My escape is the sea!!
A sea of gratitude splashes
onto the inner walls
of this humbled heart
within me.

Seasons, poets, places, people,
singing, devotion, faith, trust...

Years have rained down like
petals from a flowering tree.

Abundance blesses me
in true simplicity.

As my soul enters the womb
of renewal, unexpected blessings
wing across the world to say hello
from where our sun already shines.

Manila, New Zealand, Delhi, Chennai,
where you are it is already morning,
  and the warm sunlight of your day
shines in your greetings and wishes.

May the bliss that you bring me,
dear world family, splash all over
your own dear hearts, and may
peace and harmony be ours
on this beautiful blue planet!
A very special thank you to all my new poet friends around the world! Even poet to poet, you mean more to me than I can ever say!
©Elisa Maria Argiro
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