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SOUL SET SAIL

What would a bruised 

soul do in the wind?

Carefully catch it’s drift, 

and then set sail far 

from his pain. 

Benjamin 

 

PRIVATE EYE

The eye’s on you,
when all things go digital.
The eye’s pierce through,
creeping, seeping into mobile phones.
The eye’s observe you,
every twitch, breath and itch you take.
The eye’s strain you,
from fully living a private life.

Once upon a Garden

Once upon a time;
there was a garden,
and peace flowing as a river.
Until bloodshed, hatred, strife
flourished like the weed.
Now we bleed upon
our knees for the former.

BEDTIME STORIES

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Once upon a time,
it was called NanoWriMo…
Now, published novels.

A haiku

OPEN HANDS

Our plate is broken.
Hunger suffers through the storm,
while dust fills each hand.

A haiku

Peace of Mind

United we stand,
yet divided we still fight,
who will bring the peace?

Haiku

I surrender unconditionally;

to the page that binds me,

to the words that find me

smitten and drawn.  

I utterly confess; 

that I’m a poet 

emotionally undressed,

and susceptible  to muse.