Naked,
The amniotic sack of the sea,
All around me,
A vast womb,
And like a baby,
I am safe,
And free,
And I have room,
And space to be
M Joseph Burt (27.6.6)
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Sahara Stones You bought me beauty From the wasteland From the ashes of stars Star-born Carbon dates, And destinations, Deserted location...
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As children we learn Though the principle pain is palpable, Though the salt trails that mark our cheeks, long after the streams have dried, ...
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I surrender to you Like I was bound to do Not with hands held high Nor did I Abdicate my throne of emotions: It's courts abandoned, The...
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