A gift to my mother

{ This really is what I wrote for my mother on her birthday. I wrote it about 35 minutes before she came back home from shopping} You were created from a light A light of generous  gifts You were born to be and fight And to stoically anchor shifts You did not want to come Because…

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Heart of the Fire

  Some hearts are strong, and some are weak But all of them, are doomed to weep It may be joy, that hastens to flow in rivulets, dreary winds or snow It may be sorrow, yes that might be a cause, for death and grief, defy all laws To suffer, to writhe, and then to…

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The Resurrection stone of an Immortal

I have this beautiful ring a Carnelian set deep in a band Sometimes it rests on my finger Sometimes it sits on my nightstand   In all my lives, I’ve lost too many people To count them or to care And now whenever I see new people Feelings of attachment are very rare   This…

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The Gravestone

Every moment, when the past burns I turn to my inner gravestone To remember all that lived once Lying deep underneath as bones   Every wound has grown a scar And every tear has left a track I never seek what I have lost Because I know it  never comes  back   This stone is…

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