For Now Ruth Woolson I sit alone in the shade of the willows Thankful that it is possible to be consumed with the simple act of living, Smiling while I view the luster toward the west A glowing golden platter, fading in the sky beyond the city. Once I could not fathom that its glow…

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Zombie Gospel Christopher Stephen Soden Once I could never fathom living in the city. Without simple trust, without shelter of common harmony. There is something about the luster of the Golden West.  No shade, never quiet enough to encourage listening. Just the clamor of a cynical chorus, disguising rage as contentment, dishing out comfort with…

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Kindred Feeling Talisha Simpson My pulse suggests that I am breathing but the truth is that I am barely living. My mistakes ring loud in my ear like an overcrowded city. Battling with listening to my doubts and the harmony of my ancestors. They are singing to me. Telling me to join in and liberate…

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Once Cheryl W. Robinson I bet I was happy and smiling when I first saw your face, believing it was tender and kind I wonder if you saw the luster in my eyes yearning to feel like I belonged to you … Now, I know that you really didn’t see me at all Without harmony…

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Notes on Creating a Wellspring Sylvia Riojas Vaughn Fathom a retreat, a possible Utopia. Why not embrace it once? Raise the first stanchion of a simple frame shelter. Far from city clamor, near shade trees rustling with squirrels, singing birds, with wood, nails, shingles, weave a common nest, a place to join in harmony, trust.…

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Once Erin Reeves Once, I planted a stanchion around my heart— a shelter, as I hoped, smiling and thankful, to receive your embrace. Once, I tried to capture the west, to serve it up on a platter of gratefulness, ready to join you in the shade of intellect, to scoop up the crumbs of your…

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Soft Touch Gayle Reaves-King God spoons up the living mountains like ice cream, leaving only the luster of his cold breath as snow clouds in the west. Great mounds of Rocky Road, a fathom of mint chocolate chip — they disappear scoop by scoop. There goes Jicarita, most of Pueblo Peak, all the icy blood…

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Frame for a New World Anne Gordon Perry Living in this troubled age with trust that things will change eroded, we forget solutions can be simple once common dreams are realized. To fathom possible worlds, build a stanchion that carries us beyond the need for war (East meeting West, city and country cooperating, women and…

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lyric Mark David Noble our radio was listening to the day, the city, to us, to the possible uniform outcome collected from people we met, who called us looking for shelter from a bad living lyric they were in again, we each assumed our part, to try and weave harmony, to bring luster, trust, water…

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Goodbye Mz Jolie As you hear me singing, I hope you are really listening. I am sending up prayers hoping that one day my living won’t be a crime.  This Platter that I was forced to receive in life was bitter, but I am sweet. I’ve been known to turn my circumstances into miracles. And…

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