snippets 6.0... "breathing" ...a musing rivers

...snippets from thinking out loud

snap shots from the infinite emotive tones 

in between black and white...

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"breathing"

one day you wake up alone

no matter which way the wind blows;

but breathing has taught you,

there is never a breathe

you can afford to waste...

~

...snippets from thinking out loud

to be continued...

...just barely more than a breath ~ 

but less than a breathless whisper

snippets 5.0... "love" ...a musing rivers'

...snippets from thinking out loud

snap shots from the infinite emotive tones 

in between black and white...

√...snippet 5.0
"love"

love must come naturally 

if we've looked for it 

and never found it… 

it does not mean 

it does not exist ♥♥

~

look after love; 

be vigilant about its care…

Sometimes change happens 

so quickly you don’t even notice...

~

what would become of love 

if we keep it hidden (?)

~ 

Authors notes:

what would bring hope 
to where there once 
was none(!)

...snippets from thinking out loud 

to be continued…

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snippets 4.0 "understanding"...a musing rivers'

...snippets from thinking out loud

snap shots from the infinite emotive tones 

in between black and white...

√... snippets 4.0...

"understanding"

Any day now 

I felt the spirit 

of an angel hovering,

walking a country mile 

in these well-seasoned shoes...

 

you held my hand tightly 

knowing wind beneath wings

would set me free…

~

..

...snippets from thinking out loud 

to be continued…

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snippets 3.0... "pulse" ...a musing rivers'

...snippets from thinking out loud

snap shots from the infinite emotive tones 

in between black and white...

√...snippet 3.0..."pulse"

The Moon’s pulse

beats intimately

outside the bounds

…behind the veiled night

there’s much more stardust

when you’re near…

~

...snippets from thinking out loud 

to be continued…

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snippets 2.0... "color of ache"... a musing rivers'

...snippets from thinking out loud

snap shots from the infinite emotive tones 

in between black and white...

√...snippet 2.0..."color of ache"

not all wounds are visible

tears color an ache,

traces wish to be spoken..

the scar spills 

sighs 

too deep for words

muted by

all that wished they

had been loved…

~

...snippets from thinking out loud 

to be continued…

© Copyright 2013…Harlon Rivers  

snippets 1.0... "memories" ...a musing rivers'

...snippets from thinking out loud

snap shots from the infinite emotive tones 

in between black and white...

√...snippet 1.0..."memories"

Raindrops and memories

turned stormy Monday blue;

rainy day music drones

disappointment masked

the full moon’s reprise.

raindrops drip

from heavens cloak

masking solitude’s tears..

gravity is the weight

dimensionless time bears…

~

...snippets from thinking out loud 

to be continued…

© Copyright 2013…Harlon Rivers  

Mother's Sons

"It’s hard to go back to the beginning when you feel like you are walking on thin ice… sometimes we must go back to go forward"

Mother’s Sons

born and raised

rooted in bedrock

to carry that weight 

upward over 

the untrodden mountain

spirit's fervor 

once hatched 

on a flat rock;

birthed from primordial 

native earth

genesis dawns essential inception

mother womb 

bearing the fruit of the vine

flourishing the spirit

of quintessential love

newly awakened 

dawn emerges  

finding a thriving hope

arose from the dust and ashes

where it was once forgotten

the arisen seed bears

the strong stem of its ripened essence;

sons are like nurtured blossoms ,

returning as one whole 

flowering heart of soul...