The Sea

I look at the sea,
feeling it within my veins.

What percentage of me
is ocean, trapped inland
by flesh –

a landscape that can
foster life and
begin creation?

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Myself and others

Walking in winter is a struggle
for #myself and others. Our
legs creak in concert with old
oak branches, we squint
when snow pack thaws to fog.
Winter taunts us. Spring is
just another season.

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An In-Depth Look

The more you go into details of anything
More intense & detailed will be the nature of everything
Level of interest, knowledge and involvement then matters.

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Wolf

The wind howls so much,
I should call it a
wolf.

Sounds like a pack of spirits,
trapped on Earth,
too heavy
to ascend.

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