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Door Between Worlds
A door stands quiet, out of sight,
Its edges lined with silver light.
It hums a tune both soft and low,
Of secret lands the brave may know. -
Where I’m From
I am from coffee beans,
from bitter brews and cracked porcelain mugs.
I am from the steamed soy eggs,
the scent that clings to mornings
like an old, Chinese dwelling.
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Wintery days
Lights aglow on Christmas morn,
Laughter and joy in moments reborn.
Love fills the air as stories are shared,
A day of warmth, with hearts unprepared. -
To Emily
In Amherst's shade, where whispers grow,
You stitched the seams of all we know,
A bee's soft hum, a slant of light,
Became the fabric of your night. -
For what I am
I am grateful for the rising sun,
For every day that’s just begun.
The golden light that warms my face,
And time that moves at its steady pace. -
A life time
I remember the day you picked me out,
A shimmer on your wrist, young and proud.
The world was bright; you were full of dreams,
With laughter and plans bursting at the seams.
Loves
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Maria
Her name was Maria
My mom's friend Maria
La mariposa she says
Soy la mariposa
Because she spread her wings
To the land of kings
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Whispers
The sun was setting, casting an amber glow over the street as I waited on the worn wooden bench at the bus stop. My eyes were drifting along the cracks in the pavement when I noticed someone sitting down beside me.
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You
Meeting you is like spring water reflecting pear blossoms,
Seeing you is like the chirping of cicadas accompanying the summer,
Thinking of you is like a thousand arrows piercing my heart, -
Stupidity
Some people vote, but never think,
Their choices shallow, quick to sink.
They cheer and boast, with voices loud,
But wisdom’s lost inside the crowd. -
Ish
Not quite,
but close.
A shade off,
a soft blur,Almost there,
but waiting,
somewhere between
yes and maybe. -
The Sun
The sun hangs high, a golden blaze,
Filling the sky with unblinking gaze.
It watches over the land, fierce and bold,
Turning the ground to burnished gold.