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To love well is an art and is an act Yet we must bear in mind this valued truth We need a little space in love for hate We also will not leave outside our tact Indeed, of love, that … Continue reading →
The heart in grief feels like an abscessed tooth Too pained to sleep or chatter with the group We fear a dark acquaintance with the truth What savage way shall be our burdened proof; The reading of a fundamental scoop? … Continue reading →
And did you see the sparks of light within The hidden wood where watches the bright dove The darkness which to human soul’s akin God himself was shattered, without skin Each part a broken light of what was love But … Continue reading →
From being a cliche, lawn, flowers, boring shrubs My years of sickness grew the garden wild Now a meld of birdsong, wind, and wood I yearn to enter, yes, I am beguiled. Like an island in the suburb’s sprawl The penetrating … Continue reading →
My concentration now exists in many parts. It’s like piece of glass dropped on the ground The mobile phone and laptop make eyes dart I long to keep my soul and body calm Yet pieces of my mind I’ve never found … Continue reading →
The pain of loss grows gentler by the year Less jagged and destructive to the heart We tolerate what once we could not bear We soothe ourselves by satisfying care We let the dear one’s image separate. The pain of … Continue reading →