one
at
a
time;
moments-
slipped tenderly
on,
one,
followed by
another,
and
another.
so it goes
and soon…..
there
you have it:
a life
lived.
bravely
sadly
exuberantly
lovingly
grandly.
lived.
one
pearl
at
a
time.
Author: nomisyar
I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus.
Free
freedom
is for the lonely,
the lost
and foolhardy.
do snare, and
entrap me
with that thing
that beats.
do not
leave me
to roam
wild.
let me warm
myself in
our cold empty hearth:
two kindlings
in search of a spark.
springmelt
smothered in winter’s bosom
one thrives in the cool perfection
till
one day,
freed from
her crystal beauty
there in the mud
is a heart
bruised
and torn,
but….
beating.
still beating.
Hope
Flowing from expectant wings
freelovin’, and pure of naughty things
love and lust: there is no division
a kiss equal to Angel’s submission
it starts
in the beginning,
again.
seeking
calm
by
not
searching.
waiting
to be found,
again.
and again
and,
again
Heart Art
talk to me
talk to
Them.
sing it
write it
play it
dance it
cook it
jogo it
laugh it
paint it
build it
move it
move with it
&
flow,
use
the spark
that
is in you
that is,
you
to
Be
More.
who
do u see?
who
are
u?
do
u
feel
the
power,
of
Who
You
Are?
lost
sheep
&
sly jackals
nibble
and
munch
at your soul.
but there is
more to give,
always,
much more.
Who are you,
but
more
than
yesterday?
little
eyes bereft
of blinding terror,
heart filled
with emptiness:
because
you
are near.
saftey
in
solitude:
a most welcome lie.
yet
true when it comes
to you.
where
is the wisdom of youth?
where
am
i?
Toad Wisdom
when waiting
for feelings
feels an
eternity,
then
be
the feelings
that
you
are.
Winter
Content delight
found
in your light
brings
me
down
down
down
deeper
into the warm
mystery of
me.
but,
I want,
to fly.
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