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A rose with drops of dew on its petals

Caught Up in Metaphors

by Nancy Machlis Rechtman He told me that my eyesWere stars twinkling in the nightAnd when he kissed me he murmuredThat my lips were the sweet petals of roses. My heart became the flutterOf birds’ wings soaring through the treesAnd his wordsWere the silky balm on my wounded soul. “Your…

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Clouds

By Barb Ariel Cohen Traceless sky Much in motion The heart looks forward And close within Clarity everywhere Moves like physics The heart lives lighter Inside the skin Within this moment The universe The still vibration Of time and place The clouds all know this They rise and fade Form,…

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Poise

by Barb Ariel Cohen   The uncomfortable world waiting Beneath my breastbone, held Like stale breath, while the truth is this: A world blooms dancing at my every glance The old captivities die hard Resist yielding, lace themselves into My tight-fisted hands with cloying insistence Hoard tears behind my eyes…

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