Twilight Surfers

Don’t Feed the Animals

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Digging a ditch with Dave Matthews, looking for a quiet place. Too soon the music is replaced by my thoughts to run, so I Sprint to replace times gone by while I search signs and Portents that once the stars will align, to remove the malign of existence in a special void. Lightless, formless, water with no spout, Sharing no shred of doubt. Attaining not disdaining, Finding Kind, Reliable Yes Safe True Always Lover

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Truth denied in hesitation hearts broken at graduation, Time’s gaits unslowed in pace or progress Awoken at midnight, cold Dream’s ecstasy withheld Knowing, learning, not without yearning Ripped in two, waiting never rekindled, never renewed

Empty Nest

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You work your whole life intending the best. Despite best intentions, they escape the nest. Spreading wings to fly anew, Everything bright and most things true. Children are blessings and curses too. Which are yours? Whose are you? Try to blink past the somber. Look past and only reflect and remember. The smile, the sun, the rain and the laugh, of your children’s voice, and your child’s path.

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