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    I Am Karen

    I am the mist drifting throughout energies engulfed by rays of colour and light. The murmur that ripples across the sounds of whispers in the dark.The music that reaches across the parallel to immerse the soul in hidden quiet and…

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    Janus

    Janus looks inward to reckon with its past, only to gaze into itself, and spy the now vast, expanse of its yesterdays and the searing of its mask, each doorway leads to long passages ways, protected by the dark, and…

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    Unused Day

    Thunderously in louder and echoingly sharpestThe snagger snip oaf, widdles and rafters.Creepers and weeddles winding empathto capturered all fillings and smasher encraft. Ebbers and flockers all lighten round skiesweeping red spotters etched in red eyes.Teased wounded sapps scratch at behindsseekers…

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    Notion of Being

    Slip steaming along currentsTwisting, rolling through sound, An elliptic view of earth and skySun rays warm melting cloud. All the leaves glisten with dew drops and beamsCalling for company atop twig and bough, Gliding through rain fall and rock face…

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    Cloud Walker

    Soft white steam exhales into the morning mist as cloud and drizzle fall about her feet. She, who walks a top cloud and dances upon the ridge of mountainous alpined moss, sees all the way along the great valleys that…

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    Shifting Tides of Long Ago: Fates Destined Hand

    The laughing pine, a constant friend, shelters an aging call whilst the tightening bounds of a yesteryear catches me in its thrall. A rising sun of always the same casts my shadow into the day, but the shading ripples of…

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    Taffeta Woven Abodes

    Horizoned spans of Autumn and clover spreading their wonder on wisped winds high.Elevated shimmers reckon the moments and darken the bluest, cloudy skies.Opened fans of wings and whistles shudder their messages home and gentle flows of blossomed beauty float upon…

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    Hallowed Silken Tallies (Stream of Consciousness)

    Rallied calls echo the valleys and hint at the coming moon, of silent hallowed silken tallies and the dawning times to soon, drape and flowing as clouds hedge home to reckon a sunset dream and all the while a shining…

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    Drifting Along Forevered Tales

    Cottoned clouds all fluffed and heavy release bound raindrops down, to seep their moistures, both scented and heady, to replenish a sun scorched ground. Opened heavens drench Autumns bounty and the soft sleet heralds Winters call. Swift winds reveal seasoned…

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    Tasmanian Night-time Festivities

    Sleek wetted feathered beauties swoop their form across the suns awakening to fan Earths crust. Sharp beaked scoopings and sweet thank chirpings all chorus amongst misting clouds. Mountain crested tree lined wonders sweep the withins and withouts, and rolling whispers…