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::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Saturday, November 21, 2009

waking

i watch
the fog roll off the lake
and over the city until i am
surrounded by its thick, cold dampness
before i step into the unknown.

the darkness of winter
mornings, chill, early,
before the city awakes

allows for meditation.

i find myself--in the darkness of winter mornings.
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2 comments:

  1. JonDecember 1, 2009 at 12:09 AM

    nice aubade...

    time to think... time to reflect... time to take the first step onto the hardwood floor...

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  2. vivekJanuary 21, 2010 at 11:06 AM

    oohhh klaire am mr.pappy sharma from india,i want to compose some of ur poems then i like to record them in my voice (coz am composer and singer) although i cant pay any single penny to you,neither i want any from you for this work.. but if u also loke this mail me ur sellphone number.and i will record then will send you ...some of ur lines stayng in my heart..lez be friends klaire ..keep writing .my email vivekpappy@gmail.com

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