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Eyes Wide Open
Crawling out of the dark cave where I tend to hide
I hear noises
I see light
I force myself to open my eyes
The Lost Shoe
Am I so strange that I tend to see
Things that can not be
An inspiring lost shoe
Turned into poetry
Who did it belong to
And how can its pair
Be made functional with this one laying here
Trees [Audio Poem]
The dead trees cried to me once
It is cold here
Help me—too big to have a shelter, too attached to my roots to move
The cold winters took away my loyal leaves
Left me with naked branches, lonely
Cover me…help me
But I didn’t hear them; I was too cold to pay attention
(By me, written March 2010)
Inspiration [Audio Poem]
Slowly comes
Then all at once
Words run through my brain
As I lay in bed to rest my head
The whole world screams
The Voices
There is music in my head
Ringing old words I have never read
Voices that say…
Pieces
Childhood Mornings
I remember when I was maybe eleven.I had to wake up as early as seven, rush to the neighborhood baker. He made our street smelled like heaven. The fresh bread gives me warmth on my morning walk. And a lady sitting in the street, selling something to eat. Breakfast routine that I love to remember. Memories of early December.
Inner Voice
Among the nothingness I stand
Not a woman, not a man
Unidentifiable, as their definitions stand
Stranger Paths 