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There will be a single spark of light.
But not from the stars. Because even them,
they have shied away and have forgotten.
Here, only from my birthday candle
casting shadows waltzing the wall
and the chilly wind whistling a tune,
sending wisps of wishes, for tonight.
While the rest of the world snoozes
in its deafening silence. Getting used
with the normalcy of [...]

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Stamps And Postmarks

Beyond the years and graying hairs
I am keeping in a book of dreams.
 
Like dried leaves and dried petals
flooding my way  to the mailbox,
togetherness is just one simple note
of words handwritten in a page.
 
And in my dreams I am trading places
of happy photographs and postcards.
Those promises that fill my head
I am dreaming still. Wondering
 
what’s like to [...]

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Ghost Whisperer

Let the slant of light
create the faded shadows
on a misty afternoon
such as this. The cold air
encroaching by my bed,
please sit beside me.
 
Your embrace I dream
feeling your warmth.
See, I am not crying.
I am not afraid anymore
of the dark sky. For I see,
shining in the distance,
a bridge spanning a chasm
between us. Wait no longer.
 
Will you hold my [...]

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Musically Challenged

I have always wanted to learn how to play the piano.  It is one of the things in my bucket list that I am compelled to do, fulfilling the goals I have set several years ago, but so elusive that I never found the proper time and place to learn it.  Even if I tried [...]

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Black And White

I never had a dream
in black and white.
Like the moon’s
dichotomy of faces
and the ocean’s
abysmal depth.
Mine is a crisp
flapping of maple-
leaves turning fire
in the autumn sunlight.
Or a bottle-nosed dolphin
gliding in cetacean grace.
Light refracting on water
of blue and purple magic.
 
I never had a dream
in black and white.
A monotonous photograph,
of flexed sinewed arms,
simulating sand dunes
meandering in ochre charm.
Mine [...]

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Some Faded Photographs

You chose not
to keep memories.
Not to keep promises.
 
But I chose-
to keep,
each single imagery,
each single scene
into a film.
 
Tell me  a word.
And whisper niceties.
 
I consummate,
each single  line,
each single thought.
You must know.
 
I had kept you.
 
Here
some faded photographs-
of us.
 
In the quiet corner
of my mind.
 
We dream.

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While Listening Alison Krauss

I am a bit choosy with the music I used to play in my playlist. Bluegrass and country  genre is a daily staple of my waking music life.  I have fallen in love with the soothing voice of Alison Krauss since day one, when I heard “Now That I Found You” and her own rendition [...]

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