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Poison

It enters the system with the kindest word
and breaks down all functionality,
it seeps into every crevice and everything becomes blurred,
every thought, opinions and it corrupts with brutality.

The marble floor you stand upon is tainted,
You have become the hardened apostle.
The truth is only known by the acquainted,
As the few attack you with their gossip.



A prayer under a bushel

Our gathering of friendship is held with common causes and common values.

But our commonality is at odds with the world.

Our gathering is laced with kindness and reason.

The world is slashed with brutality and chaos.

Our gathering is laced with compassion and charity.

The world is broken with selfishness and greed.

Our gathering is laced with tenderness and understanding.

The world is cracked with pain and ignorance.

Our gathering is laced with Hope.

For we reside in both worlds, are gathering is not in a bubble, we must learn to lace together our commonality in our beautiful broken world and mend it as best we can.

We step into the world with the causes and values on our heart so the world knows who we are.

Our gathering will not be hidden....

Our love shall not be hidden!

I forgive you

I offer an open hand in peace and truth.

I offer an open heart in love and kindness.

I offer an open mind in reason and wisdom.

I offer an open home in warmth and shelter.

I offer these things to you.

I offer these things in hope that our past deeds and words can be forgiven.

When the pain has eased.

When the hurt is no more.

When the light shines through the haze and a path is seen.

I forgive you.... for my road is clear and a new journey will rest with my being.

Many Mansions

I got lost on the road to Eldorado,
I turned upon the strangest road,
There dwelled many mansions,
The gateways swung open and free,
And there in every entrance way stood a heavenly angel.
Each reading various Authors, Hemingway, Shelly and the Bronte sisters.
Joyce, Byron and Keats.
Milton, Tartt and Moliere.

And all the while laughter was in the air.
And all the while hospitality was in every garden.
And all the while, without notice, an angel held my hand whispering in my ear.
"The road to Eldorado will never be found, the road you seek is the road with many mansions".

I woke from my dream.


leaf on the wind

Released from its certainity.
Fear clings to its nourishment.
The storm snaps them, and with reluctance they fly into the unknown, (with acceptance).

But I'm a leaf on the wind.
Where no storm was invited.
Letting go knowingly into the unknown.
True freedom flourishes with resentment.