Mueller Park

“Do not fall in love with people like me.  I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.

I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.” (Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems)

 

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©All Rights Reserved.  Chris Webber

Be

[From Jonathan Livingston Seagull]

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“Be”

Lost
On a painted sky
Where the clouds are hung
For the poet’s eye
You may find him
If you may find himThere
On a distant shore
By the wings of dreams
Through an open door
You may know him
If you may

Be
As a page that aches for a word
Which speaks on a theme that is timeless
And the one God will make for your day

Sing
As a song in search of a voice that is silent
And the sun
God will make for your way

And we dance
To a whispered voice
Overheard by the soul,
Undertook by the heart
And you may know it
If you may know it

While the sand would become the stone
Which begat the spark
Turned to living bone
Holy, holy
Sanctus, sanctus

Be
As a page that aches for a word
Which speaks on a theme that is timeless
While the one God will make
for your day

Sing
As a song in search of a voice that is silent
And the one God will make for your way

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Tranquility

“Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it. – Amir”
― Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner

 

[Scenes from Port Townsend, Anacortes and Deception Pass, WA]

 

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