Tom

Love is Labor-less

Love is Labor-less I cannot chase you, or hound you, or wish myself upon you. I cannot search for you, or turn over stones to see you, or break boulders to uncover you. I know […]

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I am Coming

I sit beneath the calm sky, the cold winds whipping at my weathered skin. In between the vaunted gaps of questioning, talking and arguing I find what I am looking for. Stillness.  And with it […]

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I Have Tried, Failed, and for this I am Sorry

I need to speak your language. I need to speak in a way that you will understand. I need to remember your language, the first language I was taught, in order to talk to you […]

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The Dance

He sits, alone but in a crowd, strong but in various degrees of weakness.  He wanders, tired but not fatigued, certain but not steady. He is a wanderer of vast proportions, a walking yin yang […]

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God I love this place!

I walk. I marvel at how the once soft, fluffy sands have become hard and unforgiving in the winter’s chill. I’m alone with my thoughts save the sounds of the surf crashing behind me; the […]

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