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Pools

Fog and rain

Morning nourishmentpools

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Freckles

curtain_of_rain_by_smbaird-d7tcu2r

Soft brown earth, her skin damp with rain,

freckles moist with glowing color,

her flesh, her silken rest,

waiting still, her missing lover.

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Candy

candy_by_smbaird-d7s4hie

Your sweet fragrant allure,
your smile follows me whichever way I turn.
Often blinded by the mindless wanderings,
you’d think I’d learn,
yet you stand in wait to
cash in on our fate
regardless of
the inevitable burn and
the pause between breaths is so long
I rush to face you and to taste you
but when I reach you, you’d be gone.

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Wings

Welcome, December

There may be deep snow

There may be black ice

There may be harsh wind

but that’s just the price

of beauty in spring.

So do what you will

and we’ll dream of wings.

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Moment

moment

Every moment every

motion the sun sways and

the wind shines on all

sweet shades of day

light falling and kissing

what cannot be

ignored in spite of

its quiet decay.

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Naked heart

guardian of the woods

With all her greys and whites,

she owns a stark and unadorned wardrobe,

And her weathered bones and cracked, abused flesh

reveals her naked heart.

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Passage

passage

With thirst
we reach for spring
and collide into
November

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When we were young

ready_by_smbaird-d7szxyh

When we were young
we fought the good fight all right
Disregarded the consequences
Committed ourselves to invincibility,
no brake pedals, just a full tank of gas,
the right to kick ass,
the rumbling hunger in our hearts
and then

caught in the traffic
the heartburn and heartache
tempered ambition
adjusted the mirror so the
wrinkles wouldn’t show
and the dullness in our eyes could
be thought of as wisdom, our vision selective,
our ambitions not quite perfect
anymore.

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Endure

shadowplay

No matter your strength
No matter the length of the night
No matter the fight for daylight
No matter the fragility
Your ability
No matter the world
No matter how bleak you seek
to endure.