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on November 11, 2017

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[politcal poetry]

Poets write anger
Photograph oceans calmness
A prior stillness

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Silhouetted words, Syncope in fog lit light. Fall, unquiet mind.-daw

I will step on the moon gliding smoothly toward you. Though distance may part us, the moon still unites us. When once again on the moon, I come home to you. It seems as if time stood still when we parted. And I send you my love on the moon. And I give you my love on the moon. copyright Denise A White 4/2013

Spoken In The North

Spoken In The North Breeze blew icey carried on a tongue, relayed back to me- north woman walked Traveled the circle life's journey taken, strength, found- as wind blew cold Spoken in the north. © right now , Denise A White spiritual poems

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