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    Down-turned lashes
    A veil
    Crown of head disinterested too
    Eyes affixed to white-knuckled fists

    It’s all a process
    But we begin to dwindle
    Only halfway

    Leadership, leading the way
    Shares of surrender, of self-seeking

    “My head is a bag of rats,
    My brain is a graveyard -
    It’s full of all types of jacked up shit.”

    A raised gaze,
    One eyebrow raised,
    Intrigued. “Please continue.”

    Isolation of the thoughts,
    Recovering, guidance,
    Drink.

    Drink. Blow. Dope.

    Reading some paragraphs,
    How to surrender.

    “You have to practice -
    It doesn’t have to be perfection.”

    Perfection. Perfect destruction.


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    Forest is glowing –
    Leaves are changing into golds, bronzes, rubies
    Piles of precious treasure
    Ones that usher in the heavy rains


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    Winding trails around the home base
    Sprawling meadows
    Wildlife abundant – sheep, goats, deer, elk, falcon
    Life in the sky, waters, mossed trees
    Disquieted by the woods
    Knowing home is not far away
    A glance over a shoulder, wary,
    The dim measure of light from a window
    Life can be scary, ringing quiet in the wood
    Home is never too far away


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    In the search for
    Wildflower medicine

    A dandelion bloom
    In the dehydrator
    Turned to its puffy
    Seed pod overnight

    I was overcome
    With
    Awe
    That in its journey to be
    Dried in permanence

    It instead chose to –
    All at once – burgeon
    Sacrificially to spread
    Its seed

    I held it delicate
    Like one may hold
    The hand
    Of a dying relative


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    Oak Bay Hotel

    The dappled music in a lobby
    Ocean air on the far side
    A familiar view of a popular TV show
    Familiar but never seen with your own eyes before
    Waves crashing at the scene of a still pool

    Heels click on marbled floors
    A neck-tingling sensation
    The typing keyboards illicit

    A crackling fireplace
    Just noises
    All meant to soothe, relax, pacify

    Check-in whisks you away
    Up, up, up
    A more silent hallway, footfalls caught by carpeting

    A birthday drawn in by the sea
    Ocean comfort
    A lavish getaway, though not far at all.


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    Spirits to warm up our cold bones
    Chilled by rainwater
    But calmed by the sudden flash of heat
    Water dribbling down our toques into our eyes

    Smiles traded, quiet, relieved
    Slightly steaming in a cozy bar, the curling vapors rising off our wet clothes

    Hands fold around scorching mugs
    Knuckles brush as we reach for their toasty respite
    A blush, nothing to do with the warmth


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    My best friend
    Has brought life onto this earth

    The planet that I met her upon
    Now has an additional life

    A young babe
    With dark hair,
    And tiny seashell ears

    From overnight
    From friend
    To a mother

    I am in awe
    Of the smallness of her babe
    In knowing how she held that life
    Within her own for so long

    It is not a goal of mine
    But I am happy for her

    A life cycle for us to gaze upon


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    Indentation

    And she doesn't know but when she leaves
    Suddenly the silence of her departure is deafening.

    How did I live in the quiet so long?

    Her raucous nature
    It permeates every hole I've ever claimed to feel safe in
    Like the rushing tide
    The water filling up a chamber
    No crook or cranny left un-tampered with.

    I can taste the salt in the back of my throat.

    It started as a whisper on the wind
    But now it's screaming at me
    Her voice.

    I love you.

    Every day does not have to be a roaring exaltation, an exclamation,
    But I feel we may get lost in the monotonous lolling of the ocean
    We might forget the pleading
    She might not know.
    She might leave.
    And I hope she knows, that I'll crack if she does. I'll snap. Break.

    I'll be dust if he leaves. I'll be forgotten. I'll forget.

    Forsaken.

    Lost. Adrift. Wasted.

    I want to spill my guts all over the sidewalk. The prettiest picture for a vulnerable act.

    Maybe then she'd know.


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    July 26, 2022

    I just noticed the sun had set.
    First time it's done that before 9pm in a while.
    Bit ironic, given tomorrow is supposed to be the hottest it's been this summer.
    The heat grows but the light slowly fades.
    A little promise from the horizon.
    A small apology for tomorrow.


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    Suspended on a Sunbeam

    Far past midnight
    My lover asleep in the next room

    I stare back at blue light
    Daylight to come soon

    Of princess and pirates
    Hushed whispered tones

    The sight of the sunrise
    Feeling very alone

    Sometimes I get into these funks
    Where I want to stay up all night

    There’s nothing really wrong
    My brain wants to fight

    Of nostalgia, of longing,
    Of missing, of sadness

    Of lost friends, and lovers,
    Of anger, of madness

    Quiet perusal of old threads
    Friend requests to internet pals

    Of a life I lived long ago
    A not-sober rationale

    This poem, a title of an abandoned blog
    Lost on a website, I’m no longer on


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