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Blushing Bride
Blushing bride, delicate rose, Layers of mystery striking a pose; Your glory lies in mantle of skin, In triplicate infinite strata within. Blushing bride, exquisite bloom, Opening self when Love gives...
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Gravity
Raindrops twirling from the clouds, Aerial dance, choreography of heaven. Clinging in childlike faith to leaf and stem and petal, Tension creates beauty – surface tautly stretches To contain its...
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Leaning Into Light
Leaning into Light will show your flaws, that much is true; Blemishes and wrinkles will come sharply into view – But if you can swallow pride down deep and step into its rays, Morning highlights...
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Heaven’s Rain
Heaven’s rain, wash my hands, Cleanse the actions Your Word bans; Bathe my feet in raindrops, too – Make their footfalls follow You. Heaven’s rain, wash my heart, Create within a work of art; Scrub...
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Your Hand
Sunlight robed in Sunday best, sky, the sea on canvas brushed, leaves in rustling autumn vest swayed to whispered wind-worn hush. Branches opened fists of wood, letting go of season past, and I, who...
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Spring Green
Shake off that deadweight Pain can’t force your surrender Shine up your spring greenFiled under: Courage, Dealing with Difficulties, Endurance, Freedom, Growth, Haiku, Letting Go, Nature, Poetry, Snow,...
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Salvaged
Paint my skin in springtime shades, warm the tones of cold judgement. Let Light wash over my frozen opinions and brush aside arrogance and pride, covering that powerful streak of stubborn selfishness...
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Grassroots Growth
Brittle hands emptied out, crisp-crackled in the dying places, freeze-dried from the endlessness of to-do lists, the heaped up inadequacies of fertilizing failures, fold in prayer, the cry of a...
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Shipwrecked
It wasn’t until her fingers ached with the holding that she stumbled upon what her heart most craved. Recasting flotsam into jetsam proved complex – each snippet and stub, accumulation of a misspent...
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The Icicle Project
If I were an icicle I would melt into your love letting go of the past like tears rolling down cheeks of glassFiled under: Characterizations, Dreams, Fragility, Freedom, Imagination, Letting Go,...
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