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  • in the beginning of ending

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    Poetry

    in beginning

     

    in the beginning of ending
    seeds mingle with decay
    ready for the light, for rain
    for life
    and yet everything holds its breath
    until the right moment
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

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  • in fallen snow

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    Poetry

    wander

     

     

    in the fallen snow
    wandering under pines boughs and
    along fence posts
    we find each other there
    spirt harnessed, longing
    no hint of spring
    except in our hearts
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

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  • resting on asphalt

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    Poetry

    red umbrella

    resting on asphalt
    after the rain has fallen
    you asked me to be patient
    to wait and I did
    even now I search for forgiveness
    the smallest apology to give
    myself
    for wasting a year and more on you
    lies that twisted the earth
    beneath my feet
    and turned the sky
    so that I cannot watch the stars
    the red reminds me
    spilled out like blood
    on the driveway
    there is strength in failure
    there are gifts
    in the cracks and forgotten fissures
    if I am willing to let go
    of the boiling words
    that could not be spoken
    not then and left me blistered
    I am not there
    I am not here
    I am lost in the curved belly
    of another raindrop
    waiting to fall
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

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  • heart-shaped stone in sand

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    Poetry

    heart shaped

     

     

    heart-shaped stone in sand
    I would have missed you there but
    you called out to me
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

     

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  • calling along the lines reflected

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    Poetry

    still

    calling along the lines reflected
    I am drawn in sunlight and soft petals
    above and below
    please remind me that the tearing
    at my soul is from my own fingers
    not the wind or ice
    or absence

    whether a still pond or congested street
    smacks me into now
    who has to realize
    but the sleeping and restless soul
    that haunts the corners
    of my mind
    who has to change and work
    unfold and unknot
    the rope and other bits
    floating still

    just me

    I listen to the breathing
    the wheezing and crying
    the shouting and utter silence
    through the open window
    until I can stand it no longer

    fingers dipped in the pond
    I remember.

    above
    below
    and everything inbetween
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

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  • I forget to breathe

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    Poetry

    light at night

     

    I forget to breathe
    when I am with you
    night breeze distracts
    like a touch of fingers
    to my neck
    I am lost in the kiss
    you left me
    my heart has flown
    in carnival fashion somewhere
    my body I have forgotten
    seeing it go
    my eyes fail in this
    a fantasy of lights
    and improbable dreams
    my ears refuse
    and hear nothing
    not until you wrap me
    in your arms
    does the air pull itself
    through my lungs
    and a smile
    explodes above us
    like lights on a ferris wheel
    against the night sky
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

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  • blurred lines along the highway

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    Poetry

    blurred lines along the highway
    twilight trees and empty fields
    the wind takes the journey
    and my heart is squeezed
    tight as a fist

    it is too late in the day now
    to tell you that I love you
    too late in this lifetime
    to remind you
    they have broken the way
    I can only let them be
    day has ended
    with another anniversary

    I can’t breathe,
    my eyes filled with regret
    tears fight on the edges
    and I may be stronger now,
    the gift bigger than
    I can ever know

    small consolation
    as the sun disappears
    with the last of what was
    none of it matters
    the past is in
    the aftermath

    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

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  • walk with me on shore

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    Poetry

    pink sunset

    walk with me on shore
    sky blushing pink at sunset
    waves breathe, we listen
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

     

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  • open

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    Poetry

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    open
    ripped to the core
    I want to crawl inside
    and curl up
    sleep for hours
    days, months, years
    arms wide to hold the sky
    I wait and fall
    like stars
    turned upside down
    I let go
    and breathe
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

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  • part of me

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    Poetry

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    part of me
    has dropped off
    like a petal
    from the stem
    end of season
    end of life
    cradled on the water
    touched by sunshine
    and rain
    stillness
    waiting
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

     

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  • looking outward here

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    Poetry

    new year

     

    looking outward here
    to open water beyond
    a new year begins
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

     

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  • stillness grips my heart

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    Poetry

    stillness

    stillness grips my heart
    love threads itself through channels
    watercress holds life
    ~

    leigh-anne fraser

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