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Seanathon Aug 22
I'll never talk about what it's not, but I'll tell you what it is

It's the jaw harps sound, clear as spring water in open mouths

It's an echo clear in a budding clearing

And clear enjoyment in the crinkling eyes of a crying wish

And as for my old mentor, his name was Kitten Lips

Because he purrrrrred when he performed on it
Tuesday 12 - Closed it out with a true story. Had some fun for an hour in change. GG.
Seanathon Aug 22
Source, a heartthrob life
Be thought, and alone no more
In my being caught
Tuesday 12 - This one reads like a prior dream. Lol.
Seanathon Aug 22
College is
A peaceful mind
Because it's years
And years
Of nonthinking

Free of judgement
And greatly
At a price
Often bought
Tuesday 12 - Back when you're just starting out. You know nothing... And that is great.
Seanathon Aug 22
Pain, no conscious name
Be known, but never the less
In present heaven
Tuesday 12 - You ever have a dream like that? One that you really don't want to wake up from, again and again? Lol. #recently
Seanathon Aug 22
Is the darkest singular star
Behind the sun in the known night sky

Is the sea in the sight of it's beholder
And long as the day is young and green

Is the order of man unknown
Tall, as it shoots and sparks into the fall of being

Is the starlight and seabed alike
As awakening grasps at the spark of meaning
Tuesday 12 - Because the vastness of life all around us. Ever waiting to be explored. Both above and below.
Seanathon Aug 22
No coloring known
Is such as described by man
Ever seen alive
Tuesday 12 - Just one of many verses
Seanathon Aug 22
You cannot see me
Hear aloud
Though here I am regardless

Consisting of the why in wind
Though I may howl
And crash upon the sudden leaves

I am still
The whispering in the hear and now
Tuesday 12 - Half way though and loving the sound, of silence now that is. Lol
Seanathon Aug 22
Inside every tree
Once grown, is a seed of life
And death yet to be
Tuesday 12 - How we all have the potential to live and die ... YUP.
Seanathon Aug 22
Most complete I feel
     As half a cup
          When my sip in process is

Though when empty still
     I am sorrowful not
          It's a drink unending with
Tuesday 12 - A verse about how I enjoy the process more than the actual result
Seanathon Aug 22
Peaks and valleys found
On every fragile mountain
Past and present young
Tuesday 12 - Chest (a Haiku) - No Comment
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