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// Silently Drowning//

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Silently Drowning 

if I lose my words,

realize the frailty of me;

will you stand right there?

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when I lose my words,

accepting this fragile mold,

with boldness and fears;

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can I look to you?

collapsing in protective

arms, still holding me;

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after I have lost

all of my words; then, will you

hear my eyes speak tales?

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And! as I quiet,

my…

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// Dance Partners//

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Dance Partners

They bounce and flicker, breathe in and out.

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Wind can’t slow them from prancing their light.

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Unstoppable forces with gust of flame.

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Shimmering softly to and fro.

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Glimmering, gleaming radiant light.

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Blueish streams weave throughout.

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Orange bursting, swiveled twine.

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Growing flames that cavort their frolic.

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Liftin…

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// You And I//

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You And I

And I

share my breath,
within the breeze
have you forgotten me?
travels far and near
we are so close
I taste your eyes -
upon my tongue
you are the color,
my color sun
drench me

And you

speak nothing
leave me in silence
consumed in cold swirls
leaping into heated black bodies
surrounded by magnetic beauty
such tricky
radiance burns
eats my flesh

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Anxiety Almost Stopped Me … Almost

Yesterday I ran my first 5k and I admit I am rather proud because I placed 2nd in my age group. I was surprised when people told me, I had no intentions of winning anything — I had a certain time/pace goal, but the thought of placing did not cross my mind. It was a nice surprise. However, as proud as I am of what I accomplished with my body I feel even more sense of pride in that I actually tried it. I was too anxious to sign up for several weeks. I went a few times with intentions of signing up and I even went online to register at least five times; each time I felt panic rise up and I could not do it. I felt like I was annoying people because I kept asking them if they were going to run. I kept talking about it because I wanted to try it, but I could not overcome the panicky feelings that would rise within me when I thought about it. I get frustrated with myself when I do this, I try not to, but it is such an aggravating experience for me. I want to do something, but the unknown takes hold of my mind and it becomes consumed with every possible scenario or I see nothing. It feels black, empty, with vapors of fears misting through my thoughts. I am not afraid to fail. It has nothing to with that. In my mind, just attempting something new is a great accomplishment. The time it takes to prep and then, follow through is WINNING! (I feel that with most things, the areas where I struggle with perfectionism is different and they normally have to do with intellect or emotional needs of others , that is a whole other post.) My anxiety comes from social fears and sensory unexpectedness.

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// Brume//

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Lovers by E. Thor Carlson

Brume

brumous apparition
dwindling across my faze
quizzical lover of no consequence
interrupt me in mist
silken me in nightly pass
enter upon my dream phase
lock into vapors twist
quintessential musings
roar in foggy haze
never to consummate
my long lost lover’s gaze

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Our First Fireworks Display!

This has been the summer of new adventures, no doubt, but last night was one that I never thought would be possible. Every Fourth of July has been a nightmare for our household. I personally, get so nervous, anxious, and overwhelmed with the noise that it is challenging for me to enjoy them, but I do love watching the colorful blasts explode filling the black sky with wondrous sparkles — I do love that. The kids love that part too, but the unexpected, loud, booming noises have been too much for them. I believe it was last year, that Daniel was able to watch them from inside our home without going into a panic. That set the stage for this year and his desire to go to an actual firework display. Ariel and Joshua have wanted to go for so long, but they too are overwhelmed by the sounds. Since so many new things have gone well overall, we decided that we would try it this year. The kids were excited and overjoyed. The kids and I were outside most of the day as they played in their pools. David took a much needed break from work inside the quiet house. I made a traditional (to my family) type of celebration meal with hotdogs, hamburgers, potato salad, deviled eggs, (David’s favorite) and other veggie sides, plus a strawberry pie! (Recipe here Spring Fruit – Strawberries, there are several recipes on that page, but I only made the pie. I did not have time to do the nut crust so I made this one instead – coconut flour pie crust, I used coconut oil instead of butter.)

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// Winter’s Solace//

Winter’s Solace

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Winter’s Solace

the winding roads of Summer’s paths lead down wavery collapse,
long do eyes search for comfort from the blares of Summer’s peering sparks,
a shivering warmth, a covering from Winter’s breath would sooth the stretched out days,
if only, a frosty swell would cool the chills and burns of Summer’s flare,
the skies glare too long, night takes its time to peek through,
blackness dims to…

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Art of Remnants

Art of  Remnants art? poetic rhythm, blues, jazz, predictable yearning, longing, lust Muse?contemptible lost lover, a sea of flee,

Art of Remnants

Art of  Remnants art? poetic rhythm, blues, jazz, predictable yearning, longing, lust Muse?contemptible lost lover, a sea of flee,

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