New paths beckon

walkabout beckons
restlessness strains at the bit
to take unknown paths

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New car named Wolf

wolf sleek and silver
runs rides rules the very wind
he is my new broom

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Filling the white space

white space taunts my pen
my épée etching each word
slowly on the page

words marching cadence
along pale blue journal lines
and then there was light

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Paths

dogma once believed
shed along childhood’s roadside
solitary hence

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Laughter burns calories

laughter speeds the heartP1000488

deepens the breath releases

endorphins burns fat

get a daily dose

so read funny watch funny

damn it all just laugh

Path to dream

my hand hold the stone
I chant the invocations
my transport to dreams

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The mall

from the very air
seductive scents surround me
sights and sounds assault

mothers scold children’s
high pitched squeals excited for
christmas coming

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Passages

frontiers disappear
we’re slowly killing nature
one tree at a time

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Flying with eagles

flew with the eagles
high above earth’s azure skies
my mighty wings pushed

on unseen currents
soar unfettered and free too
soon return to me

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In this parallel we dream on

Solstice came and went this shortest day, now longest night, and wDSCF0014e are still here.  The dread event deflected by concerted thought of certain minds with certain powers, and the world will never know the truth.

One Mayan Bactun ended and it did not bring the end of time nor life on earth, but for me it is the death of things as they are now.  I’m moving on to uncharted waters in 2013.

I’ve prepared this evening’s candles and writ a simple invocation, née petition, née spell, for prophetic dreams of the path that lies ahead for me.

I am one with the uni verse – See me.

Let me slip easily into the stream of time – Hear me.

Let me acknowledge my past, and accept my now – Help me.

Let me see in dream a little of my path ahead – Grant me.

That given time to contemplate, I may make better choices – Guide me.

As I give myself up to the I am and slip into dream. Protect me.

So mote it be.

♪♫•*♪♫•*¨*•♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸¸.•*¨*´*。.❄¨¯`*✲。❄*´*

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