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Voices rising in memory delight fading from me A blurred image unrestorable
familiar once
stifling edges of my window
Sentimental poetry
with
unpretentious uniqueness
conceived objectively
weighs gracefully
of difference
Filter through the clouds
My thoughts I cannot convey
They flutter downward
Every petal bows down to the great
I Am
giving Him homage
Food crumbs
and overflowing dishwasher
crispy butter toast
soft fat flesh
delicious cooking
a laugh
and giving
memories of mother
A youth's fears
and dark battlefields spills down war-time to home and a blood-stained borderline
Peaceful and quiet
The sun shining upon me
I sit in His light
Rake leaves together
Make piles of unending joy
Jump, then laugh out loud
Chanting angel-voiced pen-worthy poets as spiritual vessels and desired writers of their intimate words diseased as mad philosophers
Up and down the roller coaster of  my life never knowing if today I'll be high or low
pain today gone tomorrow or is it gone today be here tomorrow
Murmur of autumn leaves
whispers among centuries
to silent weeping soldiers
and an angel
caressed
with infinite grace
An icy silver
barren branch of winter cools my heals 'til spring
The burst of warm sun and clouds drifting coolness of golden autumn leaves wash reddish sunsets across the earth
Fearlessly waiting
ocean tides sweep me away
to the world beyond
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