washwords

Apples and honey
rain drops dance, september walks
l’shana tova

beginnings straddle
endings, sorry crosses love
white cloud and still voice

apple-y honey, sweet
are friends who stretch oak-like arms
billow cool warmth, peace

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“full is not heavy”
presentation done
head opening, body melts
i heave relief. deep.

mind hits heart hits core
comfort,done tires, too, but
full is not heavy

Buddhist class teaches
anger is your creation
yours to stop then, too

You can’t purify
old hurts that pull from merit
’til you stop the now.

baby steps can be
quite rocky, and yet they are
the most important

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I’m all knotted up
Disastrous case of twine flu
The cure: a good yarn

My pal’s back is hurt
Perhaps she has the spine flu
The cure: lay supine

Niece “bucket” age two
no shocker has caught “mine flu”
other tykes: adieu!

Complainin’ and mopey
I have the whine flu fer shure
Cure? methinks WINE flues!

I could go all day but lemme hear yours! leave a comment below

Debate? No debate?
Candidates love and love not
Lets get it started.

Metro whistlers, SHHHH!
Sometimes I wake up grumpy,
sometimes let him sleep

“solved.” without mccain.
it’s raining in washington
since obama left

snowdrifts of paper
email, voice-mail, lists to do
how to shovel out

and yet, even here,
even now, with so much flux
there is peace. in love.

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