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The heart grows tender only in the dark places of pain and loss

where seeds of anger die too slowly

but then reach

for the hope of rebirth

for the delicate touch of light

for a healing shower of grace and love

The Rape

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Attached to this moment by a thin string pulled

 by a memory my body won’t cut loose.

An uncoordinated swallow and choking breath

release head from heart.

Alone

At risk

Trust dissolved in rhythms that would otherwise heal.

 

The Rape

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Attached to this moment by a thin string pulled

 by a memory my body won’t cut loose.

An uncoordinated swallow and choking breath

released the head from my heart.

Alone

At risk

Trust dissolved in rhythms that would otherwise heal.

 

Brew

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Morning tea preferred

warm, gentle

Coffee every morning

 powered

by enthusiasm to blend a version 

of his perfection.

Everyday

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Every day breathes hope from forgotten dreams

taking for granted expected miracles of awareness.

But out the door then,

without coat or cover

on to a human paced journey of doing and stuff-

an accustomed living with exposed intentions

and brokenness, storms and tantrums,

only then to circle back where a closed door shields the heart

in prayerful submission to the chill of that day’s failed ending.