remembering path...

When trying

bleeding your path

left goes first,

right remembering

vulnerability…

persisting to face

for how long?

until pain overcome

releasing it

moaning loud

the neighbors' sigh

in turmoil

what she’s up to

kids keep playing

a cacophony of ‘I am’

tongue touches

the top palate

thoughts disappear

who knew it’s

silence inside

white noise,

vacuum,

mentality spikes

and ready for

alienation

to clear the soul

eternity river

returning back to a body

it’s cold, it’s odd, it’s cracked,

the holes sigh

mistrustfully…

hey, you, what the 

light you brought,

we burnt it

yesterday…

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sensei

The classroom grew of apprentices as she never looked at the clock.

Steady playing I hear your voice…

*sensei- teacher

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The mark of spring

Late chirping call able to startle

the rinse of weary sunset

mingling with clouds

filtering the charm

offered by sky artist...

Dark-eyed Junco, 
the family of sparrows,

on the thin limbs

announces its departure,

tries the last bit of grass seed,

and disappears…

Spring has come.

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butterfly's reverie

that autumn sky

rocking tree drops leaves

butterfly’s reverie

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Opportunity

Stray, it was trying to hide in a hollow of the tree.

But only for a moment.

Agitated magpie aimed with a half-rusty spoon in its mouth turned the refuge for lonely wanderer into farce.

Vagabond wind

at the night shelter

gone begging

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eloquence

life hieroglyphs

gone with the wind

your loving arms

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3 bottles of champagne

The doctor. White solitude. Who knew: inside – a poet & artist.

“No emotions”, - she says while noticing 3 bones-models, colored as a bikini, on the shelf. –“Do you know what I see? “– doc turns, then grinning back in her wetted eyes…

3 bottles of champagne

ready to explode

trapped emotions

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'surf sounds'

a wind

with closed eyes, I imagined…

but no, - April snow storm

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soloist

daffodil …shiny petals overshadow sunbeams

after a sunset playing solo golden trumpet

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