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This Phoenix Speaks

Seven years in the making, my first published book, This Phoenix Speaks , is now a reality. The tireless and tiring work invested to ma...

holding tight




nearly but not quite
always on the bittersweet edge
between purposefully held tight
and an old, cherished memory

friendship full-fledged
looks and lives like love
when their actions speak aloud
and affection sets us free













love does



Darling, love, flawed, and running
A glimmer of a girl left
To all the devices left behind
Checked by reality unsure,
Checked or left unchecked
In all the running of her mouth,
Flaws falling out causing fallout
Like a nuclear reactor leak.
This love, darling, touches everything;
Nothing will be left behind
Untouched even if you leave her
Untouched wishing for everything
To be locked down in the best ways
To find her way to a darling love story
With a glimmer in her eye
As she writes their story day by day
With a shimmer and a shine on everything
Even every flaw, darling,
Because running never lasts,
But love does.








a peaceful scene



All she wants is a piece
Of something elusive: peace;
A morsel, a bit, a piece
Of a puzzle laced with peace.

All she wants is to be seen
By someone close to the scene
Who, in turn, will be seen
By her and welcomed to the scene.






Rhyme scheme inspired by
"He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven"
By William Butler Yeats





choose



Words have escaped
Made a prison break
Of sorts
Fleeing from dark
Into light
Ready for a real start
Striving toward peace
This love and care
Should not need to hide
The words that ran from
Her mind, her mouth barely smiling,
Display the sweet freedom
To be true
Invite and entice
To be who you will be
Show yourself
Be yourself
Love yourself
Enough to receive
The love you deserve











pushed



forever
to the edge
out
into traffic
over the precipice
beyond the limits 
where no one can reach me
not even you

to love
in feelings
like a commodity
to understand 
how the world works
without all the facts
and now no one seems to care
to pull me back in

through the doorway
into light—your light
to acknowledge
a wish 
a hope 
an intuition
to wait and watch
for time to tell what's in your heart