Between the lines and through the lens…
White starlight, light and lucent, springs from the ailing earth, in quite corners of tended borders so fine and fair, fragility unfolding precious petals, perhaps to soften the edges of darker days that have set shadows upon so many sunsets. White starlight cradles beauty, a bold beacon blooming amid these burdens that bind us […]
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What if I admitted to you, here and now, before I even begin, before I even let you in, that all I am about to tell you is a lie, perhaps white, perhaps a depth darker. What if I lay it all on the line, here and now, naked, the truth of all the […]
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As the sun still blazes through the shades pulled low, I found this older poem recalling the sentiment of another season… — I saw you, One morning, Blanketed in white- A speckled canvas of virgin purity, All color lost out To a simpler shade of simplicity. No more that magnificent mass Of contrast and contradiction, […]
Read More…White light And blue skies, Ice cold And endless goodbyes. Maybe tomorrows And meaningful glances, Everything to risk So neither advances. White light Brightens the skies, A frozen moment When eyes are on eyes. Forbidden fruit Could taste so sweet, Getting hard to resist But never we cheat. A white light From a clean heart, […]
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