Scaffolding

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I waited until dawn for you to tell me

that you loved me more than the monsters under your bed

But those are just words

and  I expected too much

from a ghost

posing as a living man

Make me a living doll

without nails and screws

to hold all my parts together

Breathe life into me

Let me walk without crutches

Paint me skin without the stitches

Bathe me in blood and call it red water

I will believe every lie that you tell me

If you meet me at dawn

at that beach

you know the one

 

 

When the News comes on

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When the News comes on

and they stare with bunny rabbit eyes

at the world falling apart

I dare them to run

right into the fire

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Have they not entered already?

Have they not felt the burn-

-the melting of skin under shallow words of woe?

When they say that word

the one starting with a ‘T’

I sigh and make myself a cup of Tea

and I wade into the morning sun

soaking up the unburdened air 

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A morning  without words to pave the way

One that does not promise a woeful day

 

 

The Mindful Eye

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I saw the golden light

creep along the leaves

and I cried because it was so much bigger than beautiful

so much more than the prison of a word

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And I cried for those who can not see it

for those who will never know

the way the light dances in different directions

a symphony that will never be seen again

~

how sad for them to have missed this

how wonderful for me to have seen

The Day

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I sat upon a day

and the Dawn flinched at my weight

“How heavy you are my dear” it whispered

“Lay your burden onto me”

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And so I breathed a sigh of relief

and gave birth to a terrible storm

The clouds circled, catching my cries

like a desperate child, seeking sustenance

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And when it was finally over

my eyes skipped around wildly

Expecting to find the damage

and stumbling upon a rainbow