Once

would that I were nine
or even ten again then
I’d know who I am

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Cup of ambition (homage to Arlie)

some are coffee nights

morning I find night’s remnants

black coal in the bowl

some are coffee days

shower, dress, coffee go-mug

no readable grounds

Familiar things

I have pictures of him sitting on the glass coffee table; or the one on the balcony next to the porch swing, I have anther of him sitting on the desk with my old glasses and journal and my favorite fat pen.  I have another one sharing space with cat Sabrina on my all-to-cluttered desk late at night lit by an old lamp.  He filled with a little Texas tea and my cat deep in slumber my only company as my pen races  the dawn that heralds a new day’s duty and bustle of the necessaries that take me from this, my aerie.

Stardate 050407-countdown to some beach some where

Written the day Saks Corporate closed it’s doors, and I was headed to the beach for a well-deserved idyll.

Stardate 050407 Countdown – one day to some beach some where

Come ride with me along the sand,
where dusk sits easy on the land.
Feel her presence close at hand –
the guardian Naiad of the strand

© Perle Champion 5/4/07

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Night

dark the hole we dig
when night obscures tunnel’s end
then flees sun’s rising

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Journey

for love seek fight die
logic here does not apply
roses bloom through snow

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Let go

what you hold too close
loses air suffocates dies
I died killed no more

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Ride The wind

Morgaine sister mine
our kind since time out of mind
ride the seasons’ winds

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Between

where the castle keep
meets the tree between the worlds
fall weeps yellow leaves

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Looking back

recall the past yes
call it back again cannot
change it not ever

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