Its the middle of the night The night quiet I began with Is the night quiet I end with Cat plays outside The fan still whines A few more lights A few less fears 24 poems, 24 hours A few times I almost failed But…

Read Between The Lines

Empty restless present in the moment healed from all moments

Despite reality so near stay far away from truth delusion stands firm Seema Sahoo – ©

one two one twothreefour put your hands in the air sing it with me let me hear you rock me, joe na na na na here we go uh huh c’mon give it to me ow mmmm hmmmm don’t hurt ‘em now pick it up…

3AM Pancakes the best few people up at this hour Who eats now? Me! One twelve inch pancake a meal for sure No one ever orders more.

Part XXIV …oh, beautiful red poppies, I have awakened – like Dorothy – I seem to have all my limbs and my mind is working well enough to know that the dream I just had was too far out to be true; I try and…

Roses are red, Violets are blue, I am done writing, How about you?

On my balcony Teacup in hand No words needed Moonlit musings are all  

today is the kind of day where all i want to do is write about you- desire again. selfish, self-seeking desire. i remind myself that i am complete without you. i remind myself that i have released you into the wind. i remind myself that…