Implicit Self
Images from my soul, dedicated to the world that makes me
Category: Poetry
Raven and the sun
On my trip to Whitehorse, Yukon territory, I found my likely spirit animal: the raven.. Actually ravens are hard to miss there, no wonder the first nations have them in many tales, they are symbolic of creativity and tricks. Bald eagles are symbolic of… Continue Reading “Raven and the sun”
Glue: another poem
Glue Did you ever break Something you could not lose, Did you ever make Something you could not use? Do you know the frame The one atop our hearth, The one we left behind When our ‘palace’ kissed the earth. I saw it… Continue Reading “Glue: another poem”
Simple perfection
I have often tried to recall if there was a first scene in a movie that has stayed with me. Nothing comes to mind offhand, and there I used to think I had a great memory. But, yesterday I think I filled in the… Continue Reading “Simple perfection”
Did you know- a poem
Did you know.. There are parts of me that love you There were parts that fell in love There are parts of me forgotten And parts that float above. There are parts of me for others Those parts for smores and mothers. For every… Continue Reading “Did you know- a poem”
Sing my dreams
In my dreams I see you all again like yesterday when yesterday was nineteen ninety two We haven’t aged, Tho’ our eyes have changed Our world is torn in two. It could be more, say, three or four? Who knows for sure… Continue Reading “Sing my dreams”
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