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it all comes to an end in the end
and that end cannot come too soon.
I dreamt of you
Every time
I closed my eyes
Every time
The sun smiled
Every time
A flower bloomed
You were such
A beautiful dream
But sadly I’ve learnt  that
A  dream too often
Is most beautiful
When it remains a dream
Highly toxic, extremely inflammable,
incendiary opinions, rife,
set alight with gasoline.
Imagination's offspring.
I don’t hear the thunder yet
But I see the black clouds forming
I don’t have a lightning rod
And I’m standing in a puddle.
                                           ljm
The world situation grows worse and worse. There's no longer any place to hide.
seeing the haze, that comes betwixt the present moment
and eternal realms, but with tiny glimpses of the 'forever',
planted within our hearts and minds.
granting success to the work of our hands
from beyond the grave; often comes in disguise.
asking intersession of all the Angels and Saints for poets work to be successful
and not limited by popularity or monetary gain
always waiting is the default position;
to wait with patience the eternal disposition.
practising the lotus atop a large mushroom
gently repeating a mantra
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