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Grounding Oneself…

…On a Peak of Petals… First thoughts after rereading the piece to follow: How does one feel grounded, knowing the real ‘ground’ is elsewhere? The poems get pretty far out there sometimes–even I wonder if they will make any kind … Continue reading

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Mystery

Here is a bonus for today–a little gesture of contrition for keeping all the interesting news to myself. Before Epiphany, I was in a state of nervous exhaustion because of noise in my neighborhood and the unpleasantness of dealing with … Continue reading

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Oriflamme

Sometimes I ask for a vision or a beginning phrase in the morning before rising, something from the nightside to bring waking dreams into the day. This morning, I saw and heard horses–many of them, ‘massing.’ Everything always means more … Continue reading

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Epiphany

Everything grew too much over the holidays because of the neighborhood issue I have alluded to earlier, and it affected my health pretty badly. Friends recognized that I was beyond merely stressed out, and got help for me. All’s well, … Continue reading

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Signal to Noise

In my dream-awake mode of composing poetry, almost anything can be made good use of. Interruptions from the day-world are not precisely welcome, but they can be incorporated into a story–sometimes. Other times, they come as hostile acts–perhaps directly from … Continue reading

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The Lovers

The Lovers Many years ago, when I was first really struggling to enter my full vocation, I had a vision. It’s been recounted before but, briefly, I was shown armies and then two individual soldiers fighting–who then they resolved into … Continue reading

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Dewi Sant

2 March 2020 David is the patron saint of Wales, land of my foremothers and fathers, direct ancestor of our artery of song. His name is not Daffydd, cymbricized from the Hebrew David; it is Dewi. Dewi Sant is the … Continue reading

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Gr’Mere

She’s the Biggest Mama, the one I only go to when things are serious. This is what happened when I petitioned her on behalf of a friend: 29 May 2018 29 Gr’Mere Will See You Through The mirror at the … Continue reading

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Lost on the ride

This was a Very good night: 20 February 2018 20 Lost on the Ride It’s a wet pillowcase ours will be, come the morning. A wet little hand leaves a wet little trail as it traces the side of your … Continue reading

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Drowning, Pond and Pool

25 December 2017 24 Down in the Drowning Pool Draw down through a pair of hands, the Moon down through the pouring rain that used to make us wait outside, but now it’s found its first-born’s brain, and deep within … Continue reading

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