Magic Words

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They say you have a magic tongue that can weave the words  falling  from your mouth into tapestries  laced with gold thread.

Turn Of The Tide

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We will wait for the tide to turn. It will carry us away wave after wave gathering up the debris  which surrounds us sucking it up like so much dust

Water Under The Bridge

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Water Under The Bridge The Canadian canoe submerged as we got in too clumsily. The cushions brought thoughtfully for comfort were soaked along with everything else. Then we discovered that we were unable to coordinate our paddling so moving along…

Shoes

Shoes the ugly writers
Sometimes shoes can become iconic, represent us, make a statement about ourselves, about who we are.

Where Lies Reality

Where Lies Reality the ugly writers
The only air is within me  and the bubbles lost to me The only air is within me  and the bubbles lost to me which soon will cease as I continue to float upwards.

Look This Way

Look this way. Turn away from the salt wind. There’s nothing to fear. Let me see your face. I know mine looks a little strange, but there’s nothing to fear, nothing.