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Neen and Grampa, Love You Always

Neen and Grampa, Love You Always

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Angel Robin

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MANY of these photos are courtesy of my SoulMate, my Beloved Eternal, Robin Taylor.

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Wednesday, March 11, 2015

excerpts from The Hyber Nation


***seriously...these be discombobulated excerpts,
 thrown from the Voice of a Wind Becoming softer, clearer....
fragments.....
 will post more later***

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I'd bet my Lfe on it: you would meet me here,
after the sway of my hips,  my eyes inside yours, whisp'ring secrets-
in that language only we share...
loquacious symbols cloaked in patchouli -pungent Air...

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a LifeTime in a Moment:
Experienced Total.

Borne of a blaze,
we awakened,
arose,
ascended as globefulls of fire, Earth, Air, Sky, Space

 we rolled 'round the canyon;
 (I sleep? I awake?)
'twas a  cyclone-like-Dream in a Moment replete...
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 Leaves caught, blown abrittling, o'er my Windy Raven's hair


Listen!

sshhh...

ssshhh {whisper} l...i...s...t...e...n...}

  (here in Her Sand)
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I wrote Her name, my eyes Windied, inscribing for Ever,
here upon Clouds
(I always whisper to you about my friends, 

those winking, dancing, bailando Clouds,
their theatre-esque
baile


(Here!)
ssshhh...
(whsipers) Here....
, another Sky
Words I heard,
Words which confided, 

"We've come once more,"

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...something more....
coloured crimson....
that honeyed sky;


I'd bet my Lfe on it: you would meet me here,
after the sway of my hips,  my eyes inside yours, whisp'ring secrets-
in that language only we share...
loquacious symbols cloaked in patchouli -pungent Air...


emblazoned in my Mind; yours, too


(suddenly our eyes interlock, love a Life in a Moment, 
inhabit a MountainWorld reBorn;
ancient goddesses peer at us, sentries 'round a chasm;
the Mothers know all;
their Songs, full-concerto, bounce around the canyon,
fill the frigid February Night:

"I will be with you,"
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swoosh!
{ancient} desert squalls awaken, each granule new, honey-gold;
We painted our names on Her sacred Earth floor,
limbs full-locked upon  Sand,
as we ramble, shoot!scramble!
a circle-crab creature??
Our Music lies here; wait!
Our Music sings to you from the Sand!
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***Have you seen our cave-dwelings,
always awaiting the circle's return,
our Moment's rebirth...?***