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Walls

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No scenery

out this window

No inspiration

planned for me

No green

No blue

No sunrise or stars

No midnight moon view

No windsong gently swaying

between leaves of tall trees

Ah but I can still find beauty

in the quiet lay of these red bricks

I can imagine

careful hands that set them here

I can count them

I can find marks unique in each one

I can watch shadows for hours

as days and seasons pass

And I can find light

shining back from my Wall

clear through my window

straight into me.

 

 

 

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Bare Windows

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I look out upon the landscape

broken hearts lay everywhere

no covers on these windows

no shades no shelter from harsh mouthed mothers of opinion

no words of wisdom or compassion too few hands to care

but I hear night stars still tell wonder stories

and if we listen they will shine our fears away

when we feel lost or sad or lonely

when we’re tossed into chaos winds of if only

silent stars are rising up to guide the way

 

Journey

Behind these words are fingers

attached to corporeal being

a universe away yet right beside you, breathing

 

We speak we exhibit we opine we wander

we meet here or elsewhere briefly

we develop rapport, or repelling

 

Virtual and physical crossover

barriers remain as barriers lift

sometimes trust sometimes commonality, caring

 

Exchanges effect changes

Revolutions Reverie Revelation.

 

Not a sound I heard for weeks now

but our project works like that, with gaps

either you withheld or I wasn’t listening

 

No matter I’ve never seen your face

I have seen you clearly, there on a hilltop, unveiled

your arrangement of words hope flowers in sunshine

 

I will miss your brilliant light and excellence

the gentle brutality of your wisdom, your truths

and your presence behind the words I read.
Goodnight, my virtual friend

Go lightly on your journey

Goodnight.