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A Promise (Poem)
when you remember to look for me
I will be gone
nothing left behind, no trail of footprints
no scattered bones, no word scrawled upon a leaf
I take stories with me, that they not be discarded
not dust from your lives but seeds instead
planted elsewhere, this is how
the web of connection grows and spreads
one day you will travel, to find yourself at home
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She Didn’t Know (Poem)
I said goodbye, my voice thickened
swallowing anguish again and again
that burned my eyes with the unshed collect of tears
halted my breath with the weighted catch of sorrow
not for her, never for her, but for my own selfish loss
I bid my grief rest in the her great fortune
happiness evident in her keen clear gaze
sharp with newfound focus and affectionate attention
this was what I wanted most
so judged my distress an insignificant thing
a sliver of glass lodged in my heart alone
a sliver ablaze with love and shining with her joy
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Caveat Lector (Poem)
what purpose these words, except to me
and even then they seem foolish
of less use than the gravel on the road
those broken grits that cause the unwary to slip
I fall so often and so hard
best heed not anything I write
since ignorance must be my walking stick
and confusion my current path

