February 13, 2015
by Pamela Beckford
I miss you so much
Holding my hand
Feeling your touch
You’ve been so distant
Was it something I said?
Or am I suddenly nonexistent?
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March 25, 2014
by maiasong
In quiescent solitude I feel you walk into my dreams.
You with a love so perfect, always steadfast even during the darkness, when you carried our love so burnt and black.
White hot flames bright against the changing sky, and all we could foresee were charred patches and cloud shadows intertwined and bound by the smoke of sacrifice, a ring containing our wildfire of emotions, wondering if the ground beneath would ever be fertile again.
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May 4, 2013
by maiasong
Missed
I am not alone
Yet
I am alone
Here in this place
Where with every sunrise
I step
Into the warm, quiet glow
Of morning
Whispering, softy, gently
Wrapping contentment around my arms
Reliant, contained, assured
So relaxed in the company
Of no other
Lover
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April 22, 2013
by maiasong

Reaching for the sun
Bare feet planted on the ground
My soul has deep roots
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April 18, 2013
by maiasong
Sharing a poem for “Poem in My Pocket Day”
Untitled
Scattered sunbeams warm my toes
as I step into the cool wet grass
swept away in the rhythm of butterfly wings
beating in time with my dreams
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April 8, 2013
by maiasong

If through the glaring frost
your light might bend
deep beyond the lace
tightly woven crystals
pressed against colors
muted before my thoughts
thawing and warmly flowing
from my eyes shining
through the pains
of soulful longing
yearning for the early days
almost a year gone by…
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March 21, 2013
by maiasong
Savoring your lips
So pure, intoxicating
Insatiable bliss
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March 12, 2013
by maiasong

photo: public domain
A warm, gentle rain is falling this morning as a finale to last night’s storm.
I turn the blaring overhead fluorescent lights off to soften the harshness of my work day.
Out my window 100-year-old oak trees stand majestically waving in spring, their limbs heavy with swelling buds.
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March 11, 2013
by maiasong
Wood smoke curls into blue
Warm down blankets me and you
Winter hide-a-way
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February 28, 2013
by maiasong
Over and over again
And again
Back and forth
Predictable as time
Ticking away
A hot July day
Front porch swinging
In rhythm
Cooling
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February 27, 2013
by maiasong
She loves watching him eat
The way he slowly, meticulously
Separates the delicate folds
Wrapped around exotic fragrances
Releasing cocoa and vanilla
As his mouth moves
With purpose and patience
Welcoming the silky smoothness
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February 23, 2013
by maiasong
Light with all its warmth
And silence
Bends over me like your mouth
Saying you love me
Even when you are angry.
Words caught in a web
Thirsty for our souls
And the day to unfold
Into night
And back again
Warming the chill hanging
Over our hearts.
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February 20, 2013
by maiasong
Into my reflection, fall deep
My beloved
Past the twinkling stars you hung
Over my emerald pool
Marking your journey to release my soul
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February 14, 2013
by maiasong
I don’t know how to feel on Valentine’s Day
How to not be annoyed by all the shocking red and obnoxious pink
Novelties lining the chrome shelves
Blinded by the fluorescent screams
Of smiling stuffed bears holding crystal hearts or silly coffee mugs
Sparkling cupids atop a frilly heart-shaped box
Soon to be abandoned with leftover, half-eaten chocolates
Cast among the disarray of once orderly
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February 5, 2013
by maiasong
I always loved fixing things
you carelessly drop
or fling in blind rage
into my dark corner
like your broken mirror
reflecting only yourself
in fragments
sharp and jagged
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February 2, 2013
by maiasong
Did you hear the ink spilling
on the words laid down upon
the crumpled pages
of yesterdays news
silently fading
with the lonely sun
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January 25, 2013
by maiasong
Placed by delicate gentle hands
tired, worn, weary
from the dust
accumulating on the flaking sill.
She silently watched,
waited as the soft shadows played,
lost among broken rocky paths
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January 7, 2013
by maiasong
Up and down the furrows
swinging old tin bucket in time
up and over
avocado with roses not so red
anymore
Sloshing out over the peeling and rust
with each step that pauses between the gaiety
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December 31, 2012
by maiasong
Stepping softly through the silence
of winter sleeping
wrapped warmly in promises
pausing long enough
to gather up some memories
among the rosemary
fragrant and evergreen
for these too shall keep.
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December 21, 2012
by maiasong
Your melody plays in perfect time
falling upon my heart
cradled in heavens arch
I listen as you pass
sensing your breath as it blows
fogging the frozen window in crystalline lace
where through my sleepy gaze
I sway like the draping branches
of the young willow pausing the ripples
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December 11, 2012
by maiasong
A deeper shade of brown
paints a cherished scene
to hang in your heart of memories
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In tender moments like this
I quietly sit
holding your worn hands
and with my open heart
I trace the lines
that maps the memories
of such love
I can only imagine
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December 9, 2012
by maiasong
Perched up high upon my steep slanted roof
tiny feet wearing red playground dust
clinging to warm shingles
sparkling in mornings light
breaking through
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December 4, 2012
by maiasong
Paper thin gossamer petals
faded blue, hang tightly
onto old wood
where new hydrangea bud
Shiny, waxy leaves
of the evergreen magnolia
reflect red seed pods
of citrus blossoms promise
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December 3, 2012
by maiasong
What is that happened
When we were yet to be
As we were
So long ago now it seems
Waiting, watching, wondering
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November 14, 2012
by maiasong
So long ago
now it seems
back among dreams
and in between the sheets
So far away
now it seems
I lost it
dropping unnoticed
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November 7, 2012
by maiasong
By the rain drenched window
wrapped snuggly in imagination
she finds herself once again
immersed in day dreams of him
taking her
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November 6, 2012
by maiasong

Among gossamer wings and bee balm
Stilled by your words
Hanging in contrast
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