Wounded in life, I seek to staunch the wounds of others . . . . --xoj

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God's tapestry, all creation, my greatest value an attempt to live/love for: in gratitude, mercy, forgiveness, regardless of Age, Race, Creed, Gender, Gender Proclivities, or Generosity . . . seeking to make redemtion salvation & resurrection potential in all unique, precious, individual lives, human, plant, animal, world. . . .through words & images - Jack Spratt ... KISS

Monday, January 7, 2013

Marilyn & dawn


Dawn’s promise become pronounced since three in the morning’s night watch. Charlotte Jean trimmed and snoring through a calm sea. Free of the helm I stood upon the bowsprit flying through eternity.

I weep for not that which is lost but found in now. Those who follow will have none of it, the glory and the horror. For it will be, I fear, all of the former. Seamless without relief.

Dreaming of Marilyn Monroe, knowing her only through a peer, who’s dad had been a producer for “The Misfits.”

When do boys become men and predecease one another remembering priorities of one piece of quality, versus a flock of schlock, furnishing our lives ahead; now dwindling. He dead while I tarry upon the cusp of my demise remembering when and why.

I live now by succor of words, symbols of what might become of the all of us as surf breaking upon a distant, unseen, desert beach beyond our keen.

The All before, still, afterwards--always--Be Here Now.

. . . royalty resides in all of us.

130107 05:47 dawn & Marilyn
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