Breathe a little, Live a little, Yearn a little, Burn a little
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Poem: Unfeeling
One can, perchance, mourn the passing ofThe restless coils and toils of grief.Even as the heart expands in freedom fromThat broken thread which held off peace.Wonder how foolish tears made fears so real,How impossible wishes wove fragile dreamsWhen even those are gone in wispy mists,Does one remember, then, how to feel?-alka
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Musings: Costco
Once in a very great while, I find myself compelled to go to Costco. Most of even those times, with diligent concentration and a can do attitude, I persevere and find a way to avoid the experience.
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In me the river flows is set of poems that describe the complex layers of betrayal and grief to resolute determination, with calm pools of compassion through it.
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