Apr
26
2010
my water glass
pristine, full
survivor of
a drunken brawl
what keeps it intact?
Only Grace.
It’s not what I do,
think, don’t do
don’t think
it’s simply being
awake to notice.
Witness is Player.
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Apr
18
2010
moderation
what is this
foreign sound?



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Apr
9
2010
with each petal
i cleanse of
my self
Earth’s face
shines more
clear
each smile
i direct
inside gently
rocks Earth’s
children
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Apr
9
2010
Excerpts from books 1-3 are coming soon.
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