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Hope (a haiku)

Hope (a haiku)

new thoughts swim upstreamshiny salmon leaping upsurprises airborne preposterous hopebursts through thunderous knowing,arcs over reason all at stake, glimpsessky, rocks, the world, us watchingplunges out of sight Deb B
At Ease

At Ease

Remember your ease in the woods. Surrounded by big sister trees.Embraced by winds that whisper “Listen. See. Breathe…”Pine needle campfire you taste with your nose and a momentary whiff of syringa. The place that is no place. No street signs, no traffic, no...
I Am The Help

I Am The Help

I hate the smell of whiskey filtered through unwashed skin. Half empty bottles. Ranting about politics with slurred speech and an ignorant point of view. If this was all he was I would not bother. I would leave him to die in his filth.But he is the one who raised and...
Projection

Projection

I am fine. And then, out of the blue, I am not. Surreptitiously, It flows into and through me, slowly but completely, filling all the nooks and crannies of my being. I feel It in the body tension, the sense of emptiness, the loneliness: I am not enough, I am not doing...
So…I Am

So…I Am

So…I am supposed to begin this journey with a very godly description…"I am."Oh…I am so much more aware of all that I am not!Whoa!!! I am to define and recognize and actually like and reveal the "I am?"Maybe….I am unable.My teddy bear has been lost and stolen and...
The Voice Of A Silenced Child

The Voice Of A Silenced Child

Trigger Warning: This poem is a description of the disturbing reality of domestic violence as experienced by me around the age of six. If you are not in a good place to read such material, please stop here. I have no desire to retraumatize anyone. Several months ago,...
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