A ray of hope
a ray of sunshine
pierces through the clouds
strikes the ground beneath our feet
brightens up the crowd.
Poem: Sunshine
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Poem: Beheld and Behidden
Jewel of the northern sky
beheld and behidden from eyes
lest the flames consume it, dry
and strike it down from the heavens.
Stars that dance, sing and cry
midst broken hopes, flying high
above the world where all men die
they blink, beheld, for all of us
Poem: Breathe
The thoughts tumble down
Tumble forth
like breath
Out from a mouth still tasting of sweat
As a thousand points made solid all seem to connect
with my heart
my hand
with fingers on my neck.
Poem: Fingers
Close and curl them
Throw away
The bitter things you want to say
Clench them hard
Nails bite deep
Feelings flow where you can’t keep
them
Watch them fly
Feel them burn
Drop to the floor
like flames.
