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[ thoughts, like a breeze ]
thoughts, like a breeze, soar currents across space – to linger within us innately viewed they offer a sense of truth to unending choices ethereal voices that whisper ghostly messages …
Tag: Joy A. Burki-Watson
A Ballad of Mystic Memories
I’m sure I rode a camel’s back Along that old Silk Road The scent of sand stirs memory Of time those years ago From there it seems I was reborn …
The Wind and Window Flower
In response to Robert Frost’s same title, which begins … LOVERS, forget your love, And list to the love of these, She a window flower, And he a winter breeze. …
Let All That Are to Mirth Inclined
Let all that are to mirth inclined Enjoy that fact and share in kind – There’s much to love as we embrace The space we are, the human race, Then …
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Getting High [ all the senses agree ]
It’s called getting high and it’s why I wander desire’s road, the one that goads the fires of freedom to mark each highlight along the way. It’s a wondering waltz with …