Tag: trust

sent away

new thoughts close closer to the center of her life hidden hiding from the outside drowning the past in fantasy puzzled by messages his tears riding ridden by fear wondering why he never speaks spoke up for her

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Drum Circle

A new experience presented itself within a community to celebrate positive energy. This was most of the group’s first time being together. The hour started with rhythmic drum beats mimicking the heart’s life force. There were 15 of us, each with a drum and another percussion instrument. This video is the third of four sets,…

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connection

here, i may be absent but my heart beats faster stay longer let the rhythm drive you closer i will think of you in return. you. there.

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My Monhegan

* Oh! to find relaxation. Get lost amidst the Monhegan sea air. I once honored the rapt attention of the island’s evening. Witnessed the homeward gulls, floating above. Shhhh! i warned them. I desired the whispered stories unfolding below the ocean waves. I witnessed their goodbyes descend upon my eyes. Their limelight emitted farewell and…

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destiny

must the tree Rise, Taller to the ground we creep -lower dream of hands reaching, stars tumbling, down diamonds heaped at my feet

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eyes have seen the light

eyes have seen the light, charcoal, 2015 (original photographed and edited) paths to follow exertion against blindness she chose resistance and solitude forged her way into realities unknown wandered in landscapes lit by strangers kindness too great to let go

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living on the edge not quite anorexic not quite dead years followed like yellow-fin tuna migrating with dolphin caught in the same trap i looked for the silver-lining the glimmer in someone’s eye all the same false talking points “hang on, it will be better -tomorrow all these tears will dry…” while you swim against…

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Sitting

The Broken Bridge and the Dream, (excerpt) Dali, 1945 sitting in my favorite chair wandering mind -curious wondering how i got so far away from home.

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Do i dare emerge from -shadows, drink deep from the well? Wind clappin’ slappin’ my face You offer -me am i real? a figment of our imagination? Wind clappin’ slappin’ my face Drink deep -crimson less the world worn and heavy rape your soul. Wind clappin’ slappin’ my face Save yourself.

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