“How to believe in love as real or worthy?
It doesn’t need society’s approval to be valid – only consent between two mature people.”
“How to believe in love as real or worthy?
It doesn’t need society’s approval to be valid – only consent between two mature people.”
“Do the same for Him.”
“Who loved me and stood up for me.”
“I know some of the reasons why.
But we need a solution(s) – that we can both trust and feel secure about.”
“A dream we share.”
—
(Content of multiple meanings)
“Has made it harder to save to playlists.
I won’t go into the details, but I wanted to throw my phone over it.”
She wasn’t a ‘control freak’ – but times like this, she rued not being one!
“How did he expect me to react?
We’d never before met in person!”
“I’m phasing again.
It’s a self protective habit when I don’t feel secure.
Like camouflaging.”
She didn’t want it the way media supported.
She needed more than just a friend or lover.
She resented being forced to make another pearl without mutual benefit.
She often found a place to just park before heading home…stretching time, listening to music, trying to orient so that the drop wouldn’t crush her.
She knew what this was…
It was the thirst, the Hunger.
Reactivated in full force after too long’s suppression.
Unmet and pounding.
God da** it!
That’s why she had avoided him in the first place!
In body tension
Spine recovers
By resting upon
Glomming sack
Releasing swelling
As strength returns
More protection
For injured back
It takes 25 years to
Raise children well
Maybe even more if
Protecting from Hell
When alone as
A single parent
“Perhaps I am entering some kind of acceleration effects on certain – and maybe many – levels.
For so long, I was just swollen and puffy no matter how I worked to reconnect and regain tonal tension.
But playing out the idea that one day it can all click, this might be shifting.”
“I must be beginning to heal because the pain is getting worse, even though I paused doing therapies.
What I mean is, my tissues are tightening in junction crossover areas, revealing more and more the experiential damage of injuries.”
Remains
To be
Seen
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(Content of multiple meanings)
Dr. Ethan Sperry, Artistic Director
Lisa Riffel, Assistant Conductor & Choir Manager
Naomi LaViolette, Accompanist
David Peterson, Producer & Editor
Stars
Music: Ēriks Ešenvalds
Lyrics: Sara Teasdale
Alone in the night
On a dark hill
With pines around me
Spicy and still
And a heaven full of stars
Over my head
White and topaz
And misty red;
Myriads with beating
Hearts of fire
The aeons
Cannot vex or tire;
Up the dome of heaven
Like a great hill
I watch them marching
Stately and still
And I know that I
Am honored to be
Witness
Of so much majesty
“I know the way that it goes…”
She’d been fighting off the crone since the moment she’d been abandoned in her fourties.
It had jeered at her in stark contrast to her youth’s vitality, attempting to hard-interfere with her plans to remarry.
Then all of that fell apart and the accident pushed her hard onto another track – which she’d been striving toward, anyway.
But as she applied makeup to her war-torn fascial contours and saw how the ravages of pain’s suffering tried to mold and reshape her to their designations, a peace began calming.
Maybe that bitch had had her reasons.
Maybe she’d been trying to ensure she’d meet the right man, in the right season.
“Don’t go for him,” he tried to stop her. “Go for me – like you wanted to, before.”
“But you’ve seen my art,” she gently confided. “He brings out the parts of me I couldn’t clearly see, before.”
Not as much for cataloguing
But for weaving associations
Could be nothing
Could be everything
—
(Title of multiple meanings)
She did have that same phone meeting, tomorrow…
A very good man to lead and help support her positively, for she would give him what he needed, in return.
“You could have my late to earlies, for a start.”
If he had cast his net a little wider, he would have found her.
She couldn’t try until that eve because she had to meet with others.
She’d been living in between realms dreaming of love for so long that she needed confirmation that she and he could have it together in reality.
—
(Title of multiple meanings)
She fantasized about him carrying her to bed – both romantically, and of necessity.
—
(Hip twisting extreme sudden pain, again.)
It’s the first foggy breath exhalation of the cold season this evening.
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She didn’t know how she knew, but she began sometimes to be able to feel where the notes should next go on the piano as she learned to sing vocals.
She wasn’t used to having a partner who truly cared about her and wanted to invest in her happiness and well being.