Holy Hush

Would the world were like this moment
Waiting in this holy hush
Would that I could stay here often
And so a dream is born.

The world conspires with my own heart
To take each joy upon the rack
And sometimes then I say a thing
And never have a chance to get it back.

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8 thoughts on “Holy Hush

  1. Been there too many times to count, and am temporarily imprisoned. Probably too much revelation for you–I’ll go back to the poetry clipboard.

      1. Just a bad patch–2nd full moon approaches, the Past grips me with sharp claws/teeth. Fighting, exhausted–so I’m thinking I should move the furniture around. Or write poetry. The “response” one was a nice escape–I kept reading it and thinking, “I could die right here, happily”. If I don’t clamp down on the compulsion to reveal, I’ll have to delete CV. For now, I’ll pour another diet Pepsi! Hope you’re having a blessed day.

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