i have penance to do

if you forgive me not

nor call my name

my…

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feeling all that Jazz . . .

i felt like some Music

not quite knowing what my Soul was asking for

i pondered…

a bridge called Faith . . .

i came to this place

deep within my Soul…

and i smile . . . at me . . .

there is the “Me”

and there is the me of “ME”

and there is “i”…

and then i am free

Love is the liberator of my Soul…

my Rainbow

some people like looking at Rainbows

and dream of it’s Pot of Gold

some folks like to follow…

The Poet’s Pen’s Soul

sometimes i put too much value

on the function of my pen

when it is my soul that let’s…

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i don't have a choice . . . 

when it comes to LOVE,

i just lose control of my Self . . .

 …

a witness

i lay

like the silt on the River Bed

witnessing the rushing flow of life…

and in silence

from a still place

i conjure movement

from a dark place…

feather

if i could see but a feather in the wind

i am on my way to understanding

of what my wings are for . . . . …

cognizance

the wisping smoke of my cigarette

danced upon the unseen undulations

of some approaching thought

i heard her…

i remembered me

there was a sweet ominous feeling i had

i have been down this road before…