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The words reached out and
Gripped me.
They held the collar
Of my shirt.
But they were not harsh.
They did not
Push me into the wall.
They simply
Held me so I would not
Turn my head
When they proclaimed
“I Love You.”
Jesus love us all, no matter what we tell ourselves.
 Feb 25 Julia Celine
Maddy
They visit when least expected
Ideas awaken you softly and sometimes louder than a parade
You must seize them
Coax them gently
Craft them
Do what poets do best
Write with words
 Feb 16 Julia Celine
matt r
this is every sunday; the moment
before a meal where oregano, in all
its romantic wisdom, rises like
a secret to my lips and tells me
not yet to ask for tomorrow,
but to sleep in the crook of its neck.
The Oneness
is complete
when the Yin
and Yang meet

in harmony:
no dissonance
no rough edges
the undertone is sweet

beyond words
doubt, arguments
only the consonance
beyond dispute

Yin and Yang
Yang and Yin
the match perfect
where two hearts greet
In myself
I may take pride
but this I keep inside

life is lived
in the singular
little of the intrinsic
is found in the outside

society is an aggregate
a symbol, amorphous
no direction does it pose-
I alone will be my best guide
Embers fall off a fire

Onto my worn down coat

It doesn't matter anyway
For I just want to watch the smoke

Fly up high into the sky

Where it'll dance with the stars

Get lost in the night wind,
Just like our memoirs

Time moves by with the fireflies

Mingling about through the night

One day I'll find that we'll all die
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