His face in the wind;
He hears the language of love.
My autistic son.
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The snap of the noose
friendship falls through gallow's floor,
and I will miss you.
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When passing minutes,
become larger dilations,
my baby is born.
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Comments
I forgot the irony in these.
more of what being alive is
can be done muse-less
(as you have already shown us and no doubt will continue to)
diana- you are also too good to me, but thank you for the encouragement!q
lorianne-thank you so much for your visit! I'm so glad you liked the effort!
Robin-Thanks, girl, I appreciate the encouragement!
for a living!
the first is quite beautiful and will stay long with me...
the second is visceral and just so damn accurate!
friendship once free and wide ranging in the opening sky
reduced to the death chamber of choked responses...
the third is one of those one must file away for
future figuring out as new experience sheds Her light
Doireanne-Likewise, I'm sure! ;)