An amused glint
in her daddy’s eye,
the sun catching highlights
in wavy, brown hair
as the little daughter rubbed
his kiss off her cheek,
a last joke between them now.

His touch —
stroke of life warming,
a golden beam
slipping between her fingers
like fairy dust
sparkling on the descent…

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New Year’s Meditation for 2022

New Year’s Meditation

On the dawn of a new day
on the cusp of a New Year
may I awaken to my heart’s
deepest longings,
may I unburden my mind’s
deepest fears
and from the wellspring of body and breath
find homecoming
and the soaring sweetness of freedom…

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tears well
buckets descend
dreams walk the bridge
between psyche and sunrise

I am tired of the surface
the mundane, the conveyer belt of routine
to do, to do, to do
check, check, check

fashion me a bucket
slip me into a spate of tears
drop me below night’s horizon
into the star-studded…

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Lyndon

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