spirit in three parts

Sincere thanks to Mariya Mileva for permission to post these three deeply intriguing photo images!  Please visit her websites to learn more about her photography.  click image above for full size view http://mariyamileva.com http://mariyamileva.wordpress.com http://mariyamileva.com/blog/    spirit in three parts    holding my heart inside my grasp. holding my heart inside this open bowl. wondering if the [...]

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questions of a Heart

questions of a Heart   who will bare-handed dig the dirt without shame? who will break the last morsel of bread with their teeth? who will tether embrace to their last breath? who will wipe the bottom clean? who will adore the broken toe? who will thank wildness that stalks ungracefully? who will give fates [...]

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being

b e i n g there is a gate, we call it sky   when visible, we call it cloud   or sun’s bright shadow   or dusk, when we close our eyes     there is a gate, we call it heaven’s eye   and there is no intent to restrict, rather   it [...]

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Untitled

U n t i t l e d Untitled, that’s how all these poems begin an empty old battered pot. (Says so right here in soot and thumb.) Will I ever love you rightly or enough, lingers in thought past when eyes close to sleep. And do you wonder who? I mean you. I look [...]

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Some hints toward happiness

Some hints toward happiness Open your arms to a dawn Cast your heart into a night See what grows See what follows Spread a few wild seeds Wild knows what to do, You observe Take a breath Now let go, everything dances on fingertips Eat some cake Pleasure is good for you Butter too, cook [...]

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Charles, with a period at the end

Charles, with a period at the end Starting Over, READ WRITE POEM Mini-Challenge poem group index POEM #4 RWP Mini-Challenge Prompt It won’t be easy you understand. Said to myself as an afterthought. Who would believe what I believe? Even me? He taught me to pray, really pray for the first time in my life. [...]

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Through this doubt

To borrow a little prompt (“Through this word“) from Pamela Villars. Through this doubt Common stuff, in my pockets every day. A random hurtful word, everyone understands reasons why. However consider, allow, right-handedness. When rain gives way to star blue eyes. When an uncertain glance surrenders what it should never have kept. When the root [...]

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Hide and seek

Hide and seek     This reality is called, no method. This dream is sleeping now.   This hand holds the keys to you, I’m sure they are.  The other, something that smokes?   This heat contains winter eyes. Clouds know even the summer melt just brings them back again.   That storm, it was [...]

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