Poetry

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Who is Tivonna? What is in Her Heart? What does she Pen? Tivonna is pronounced Tih-vann-ah. I love nature and My Spirit communes with it. That means solitude, the stillness, and listening to the quiet. Hence inspiration to write

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Past Present Future

December 31, 2017 — Past, present, and futureexperienced as oneness in family's presence.

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Created Gardens

December 29, 2017 — Created gardensspecific to gardener,their tools, elements, and season*.

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10 W

December 20, 2017 — Waterfalls of cascading lovepool after cleansing;~~a soaking reservoir*~~

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Words

December 20, 2017 — All words with its resonating energy,affects vibrations of receiver.

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State of In-Between

November 28, 2017 — Early morn between sleep,Heart and Soul communicate,mind does not exist.Human problems looked uponfrom higher perspective self.Cells resonate Love,a chemistry of its own,in garden of peace,where Oneness is tree of strengthwith sweet fruits to devour.No problem prevails,only calm seas in-between,floating in Presence.Higher state can be recalled,as waters begin to swell.To ride coming wave,  excluding the whole ocean,floating in its lull;*that same state...

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Slumbering Souls

November 26, 2017 — Slumbering Souls awake,seeking early morning dawnafter night's hibernation.

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Darkness

November 4, 2017 — Flickering in a dimly lit roomafter instilling life into darkness,timidly you dance.In daylight you dance with finesse,an exhibitionist with elongated flow,your true darkness does prevail.Your mood cycles with the moon,as it shines filtered white into darkness,creating an ominous eerie side.I am part human when I dwell inside,coming to life in darkness and partial light,exposing all my shadows.Tivonna

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“It” Visits

April 8, 2017 — No prior warnings,it has come to visit me!Minimal luggage,travelling by expressways,and greeting all fervently.I'm to be its hostwhile it explores all of me,filling its wants,leaving me helplessly spent,cough, cough, hold belly, cough, cough.Fevered in its lust,I succumb to ravaging,held by its power, with no strength to overcome,hiding for comfort—cough, cough!Its visit a mess!A trail behind it does leave,my space disarrayed,imprinting all...

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Invisible Forces

April 6, 2017 — Today I feel it pulling me,to be outside and feel so free to dance or rake what entices,instead of four walls and vices.Fresh air instead of winter's sick air,some freedom—desiring sun's glareto swaddle me and being onewith invisible forces and blessed sun.To feel some gradual new life,energizing all that is right,  Just to be—in so-called nothing,knowing within there is something.Invisibly and colliding,rainbow modicums increasing,vivacity...

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Driftwood

April 6, 2017 — Washed upon the lake's shore,gnarled driftwood looking wet,showing wounds-of-time adrift.Passionate love for craftsmen,bringing out its beauty,functional art it will be.Picked up by a walker,walking stick companion,while manoeuvring terrain.Dawg likes running and playing,throw, run, fetch, and return,wanting “good boy” with head pat.Numerous lengthy pieces,temporary shelter to build;safety, shade, warmth, or home.Sitting circular its' flames,    pulled into hypnotic state,calming effects absorbed.Aromatic woodsy smell,simple...

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Garden Cemetery

April 4, 2017 — My gardens do not flower;                its cold and snow still melts.I walk that path that brings joy;               but plants don't look at me.Old drying markers seen strewn;               as headstones where they're placed.Sun and some rain should bring life;             eventual blossoms.Some gentle winds for new strength;               to assist in beauty.My garden cemetery;               soon dressed in leafy greens.Bowing to life and at me;               while walking passing by.Tivonna

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Memory Perennial Garden

April 3, 2017 — Ingredients:1.  Collect thinned throw away perennial plants; family and close friends are best.2.  Choose a sunny protective garden space, partial shade may work.3.  Collect garden implements; hoe, spade, rake and watering container or hose. If none—improvise.4.  Bring creativity, love of gardening and outdoors, frugality, patience, memories, and your hands.5.  For those who love to get hands muddied—no gloves required.Directions:Gardening rules can be broken; plant when...

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My Dervish Side

April 2, 2017 — Desire to danceas I once did,lightly on toes,graceful flow lines,as I twirledto accompanied music;expression of self.todayAge has overcome,as has gravity,thus heavier footings,graceful lines remain,slower music soughtto prevent dizziness;prayers of non-injury.   Tivonna

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Deserting Winter

April 1, 2017 — A very early Spring away from my home domain. Leaving the ongoing cold and snowdrifts piling high. To a renown valley where fruit blossoms will survive, protected by the ancients and its erosion—two lakes on either side.Seeing and taking in the sounds of returning ducks, some begging for their usual scraps of bread.  Feeling the sun's warmth on exposed arms and...

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Happy Spring

March 19, 2017 — A celebration,season's end and new begins,planted greens now sprout on indoor tables if snow,family and friends congregate.Tivonna

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Song Within

March 15, 2017 — The song within you,desires true expression,matching its heartbeatthrough its various tempos,guiding to knowing release.Tivonna

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Smoke Signals

March 13, 2017 — Chimney smoke signals,Winter's deep freeze upon us,Swirls with gust of wind.Tivonna

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Arctic Air

March 11, 2017 — Inhaled Arctic air,Moisture smoke of exhaled breath,Ongoing sears lungs,Frost clings to brows and lashes,Need scarf around exposed face.Tivonna

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Winter Perils

March 9, 2017 — Home to frozen house,Memory houseplants now dead,Furnace runs again,Deceased givers not forgot,Memories live in my heart.Tivonna

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Winds of Change

February 26, 2017 — Subtly from day's drought,aspects of self ascendingunseen to ones eyes,sent as gaseous vapoursthat will travel far and wide.Its impact unknown,while floating on winds of change,to elevations,drawing further energy;now wait in supplication.Altered state descends,resting in darkening veils,its preparationfor release of heavy weight;and answered invocations.Tivonna

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A Cold Winter Escape

February 23, 2017 — Peering through glass veilsinto a world of silence,surreal in beauty,achromatic with no hues,contrasting darkness and light.Its backdrop and props,locked in dimension-of-time,lifeless but with form,imagination's wonder,time is insignificant.It's in those still propsagainst heaven's grey curtain,a new world unfurls,like shaking up a handheldglass winter wonderland scene.Displaced sea worlds merge,tantalizing me inwardto frozen magic,allowing Flight of Fancyunfurling in the moment.Sea Anemones,Maiden's Hair and...

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Winter's Crunch

February 19, 2017 — Brilliant cold day!Footsteps crunch loudly in snow,Frigid silence breaks.Tivonna

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Today

February 10, 2017 — I seek your presence,if only for brief moments,brightening my day.Out of the shadows,I step to meet my missed love,an absence I've longed.To feel that sweet warmth,to feel gentle caresses,exposing my heart.Emerging from clouds,your filtered light shines on me,caressing my face.That lift for my day,basking in new energy,to life once again.Tivonna

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Sundogs

February 4, 2017 — Distant rainbow armsembrace amber peaking orb.Long for warm weather.Tivonna

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Shooting Star

January 17, 2017 — Saddled on black night's shooting star,                                        towards galaxies of delight,                                        not knowing whence we come nor go,                                        leaving a trail of dazzling light.Twinned by one in our direction,                                        parts of shooting star's origin,                                        picking up speed and greater light,                                        enticing us to follow him.It remains the blackest of nights,                                         into realms off-course, not traversed,                                         nor parallel to co-exist,                                         but falsely led . . . being coerced.Aborting...

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Deception

January 16, 2017 — Deception you show.Your face so cheery and brightin cloudless glory.Your energy very harsh!Leaving one cold in their flesh.Tivonna

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Winter's Dance

January 14, 2017 — Mid-winter's slow dance,snuggling in warm home's embracewith daydreams of spring,and elevated tempo,bringing us to life again.Tivonna

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Love Contemplations

January 7, 2017 — In isolation I have lived,                       protecting me from love's sorrows,                       contemplating . . . what is true love,                       while developing inner me.Steep hills and valleys I have trod,                      step-by-step in awed wonderment,                      contemplating its creation,                      yet learning teachings that it gives.I recall being a young mom,                      many emotions in its tests,                      contemplating life-birthing pains,                       now all dulled because of its joys.Memories of family and friends,                      whether...

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Canvas Quandary

January 5, 2017 — My collection of oil paints,sitting, untouched for many days,now sit on a fresh new palettedabbed in separate rich bright hues.Decisions to prepare my canvas, perspective from darkness or light,whether to mix my colored hues,or separate by adding light.Today it's feeling some contrast,my inner self is dictatingfor light's radiant purity,to soften separate bright hues.As I gaze upon blank canvas,it tells me...

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Ice Crystals

December 18, 2016 — Oh, how you sparkle as diamonds so rare,dancing suspended in mid-morning's air,face against glass in a trance I do stare,while warding off the bright morning sun's glare.Almost invisible to human eye,it is light and refraction to define,with unseen prism effects to rely,painting pale rainbow shades so sublime.Each crystal is floating, weightless it seems,hovering low to allow me to see,their show...

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Flickering Flames

December 16, 2016 — Entranced by your spell             as your internal flame glows,             fully protected             within your rigid glass home,             tantalizing my desires             to soar to distant new worlds. Distantly I watch,             mesmerized by your spirit             when lit with new life,             turning dark nights into day             and warmth to my chilled spirit.Your aura of blue             flickers in heated currents,             desiring release             to dance consuming...

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A Force Majeure

December 1, 2016 — This morn is surrealas I tread my well worn path.A foreboding chills . . . My spirit lags as my steps,while hairs erect as soldiers.Sitting myself down,to greet my beloved friendas the sun rises,my retreat and my oneness,setting the tone for my day.I long for my love,to be wrapped in calm comfort.Today is off-beat . . .as absence screams a...

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Life's River

November 16, 2016 — Standing alone in life's river . . .          taking in its vastness,          incomprehensible of its beginning and end,          for it can not be seen,           except . . . what lays before me,          be its peaceful calm or its rage,          depending on external forces not of its control.Its rocks . . .          grouped or alone,           held within her bed,          stuck in-time . . .          yet her waters wash each...

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Snowfall Couture

October 12, 2016 — Designer snowfalls,clothes the naked in her style,to enhance or shieldwhat presents on her runway.Hopeful "aah(s)" . . . in Haute Couture.Tivonna

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The Raven Calls

October 9, 2016 — O My Beloved . . .           I am entranced by your spell,          since your appearance          made to me from great distance.          Your spoken words touched my heart.Lessons I behold . . .          even with a new season.          I gaze upon you,          as you drop your finery          while gentle breezes stir you.The Raven descends . . .           his usual swooping greet,          a shoulder he seeks,          your attention he desires          and your...

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The Eye

October 7, 2016 — Mother Earth's garments,protective for her children,tattered and thread bare,many life-times of wearing,creating exposure gaps.Not equally clothed,exposed to seasonal moodswith rippling effects,anticipating her wrath. . .magnitude devastation(s).Planned interventions,spider threads sun-bursting out,communicating . . .seeking expediency,weakens with non-adherence.The eye a window . . . Creator's heavenly view,watching humankind'sinnate highest qualities,interceding—with hands out.Tivonna

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Self-Made Prison

August 22, 2016 — a memory 1990Her chair sits in the cornerof that lonely sterile room,no longer collecting dust,for now she sits all day long.That sad forlorn wrinkled face,fingers intertwined in lap,darkness permeates her room,curtains are closed in daylight.To some they think it's her eyes,but she is lost in mem'ries,a slow quiet rock is heardas she tries to calm regrets.No visitors seek her out,care-providers...

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Strung Words

August 19, 2016 — Strung words are trapeze artists,swinging. . .but in mind,trying to catch another.Tivonna

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Love's Return

August 15, 2016 — I stand on the pier,old and crumbling over time,my prints embedded,accumulating sand grainsas waves crash against the rocks.A new day awaits!Illuminated glory no longer slumbers,now peeking horizon's edge,reflecting glist'ning waters.Anticipation . . .as wind stirs and waters swell,sighting those distant sails,now tattered beyond repairfrom life's full-sail voyages.Enhancing my gaze,I leave my well-known pier,a new direction . . .trusting my whispering...

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Roads Less Travelled

August 8, 2016 — Journey to the unknownon roads less travelled,seeking the heart's desires,yet it does not speak.The eyes strain for that windowto open the soul,to touch that wandering heart,to let the sun in.Allowing splendorous raysto melt away doubts,and any apprehensionsthat have become fears.Allowing only beautyto light this new path,to transcend and to enfoldin peaceful comfort.Tivonna

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The Great Brrrr

May 1, 2016 — A translation by sight and soundThe brrrring cold returns,then we hideafter bidding farewell to you,O warming sunAs you drift,below . . .under earth's waist-beltwhere others sing you praises.Once living in ice houses,warming in lovemaking,singing out our praiseswhile embraced in rapture,in the icy cold and heavy-laden frosts.Again we sleep without you . . . with our crystal breaths,our winter's banshee,and extended...

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My House

April 30, 2016 — I remember special houses,          my brains memory vault,          a cache of stored life-tapes,          a period in-time.I remember headstones,          walking in a graveyard,          etched in its history,          natives and whites co-exist.I remember field trips,          visiting museums,          a life of history,          for appreciation.I remember field crops,          a patch-work of colours,          kissed by the autumn sun,          its harvest to feed many.I remember so much,          yet my vault needs dusting,          'my house' needs some order           for the joys...

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Honeyed Words – A Sonnet

April 24, 2016 — My love, I beheld your hidden beautyon yesterdays crack-laden garden path.To restore, my fullest pledge and duty,for your honey-nectar words did attractmy heart, my love, and all you could extract.Without farewell, setting sail in darkness,      taking all your 'longings' and honey-casks, to face the unknown and weather's harshnesswithout an anchor and faithful compass.Now marooned on distant shores of wasteland, alone with...

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Cerebrations

April 24, 2016 — Today's cerebrations,purifying my abode,increasing new energy.Tomorrow's solstice,exalting 'she who gave life'to me—and my earthly reign.Tivonna

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Earth Day 2016

April 23, 2016 — Bells are rung,words are sung,uniting all,Earth Day's call.World unity,its diversity,in protection and rebirth,for home—Planet Earth.Our life giver,food, water,warmth and air,we all are her heirs.Giving voice for all life,to dwell without strife,for coexistenceand interdependence.Preserving her beauty,conservation our duty,habitats for all lifeand our sense's delights.Each playing a part,before we depart,in her protection,and its correction.Tivonna

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Hjuki and Bil

April 22, 2016 — Oh, those dubious hill climbsMani's full glow . . .          emanates from the heavens,          penetrating atmosphere's layers          to those child-wondered hills.Filled with his love . . .          endless in time,          watching his frolicking children          in attempts to fetch life's waters.Always shining with love . . .          in their attempts,          to climb that well-trodden path,          yet they always seemed to tumble.Helplessly watching . . .          their trek uphill,          he continued...

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Flowers

April 21, 2016 — seasonal – growers earthen – sunshineshadows – brilliancegarden's – rainboweye – candybeauty – designernatural – remediesmedicinal – powersmood – elevatorscalm – inducersperfume – infusersaroma – inhalersenergy – giversoul – speakerbee's – delighthoney – makerhumming bird's – nectarbird – sanctuarybutterfly – adornmentsant – attractorhome – greeterinside – sunshineheaven – indoorsdecor's – friendroom – deodorizerwinter's – paradise  word – forgiverword-loss – wonderpeace –...

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How to Dress and Be a Therapeutic Caring Clown

April 20, 2016 — My long red-blonde hair my first address,comb-parting down head centre’s back mess,now gathering above each ear,to tie making mini horse tails.On my rack's find, a bright green Tto dress big balloon bosom me,a mirrored chuckle I do see,no need to exaggerate butt.My style most cheerful and trendyin my beautiful canarydouble x painter's bibbed coveralls,the last accessory is shoes.Always my dream...

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Hide and Seek

April 19, 2016 — It is summer's dusk,after supper chores are done,children congregatein the back-lane for some play,energy needs releasing.Short running child steps,sounds on grinding loose gravel,dispersing behind garage corners, trash cans, or bushto hide from one left behind.Alone they listenfor clues to begin their searchof soft giggles and shh-shh,finding before “1-2-3on _” or “I'm home-free”Now ending playtimewith parents on the front porch, quenching...

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Third Eye

April 18, 2016 — Third Eye – “Knower” and “Seer,”The heart's mind, soul, intuition, all communing,Telegraphing currents back and forth.Tivonna

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Pemphigus's Spell

April 17, 2016 — Worlds within this world . . .  our version of parallel,East's neoplasms unfurl,under Pemphigus's spell.Colonizations . . .Radicals and Delusionsof Grandeur with invasion,bringing sanguine infusions.Today's abattoir . . .inhumane in its slaughter,its helmiths forcing afaron arterial waters.Exponential fears . . .displaced without basic needs,bringing magnitude of tears,some-body must take the lead.Femoral allies . . .their hope for life's sustenance,placements now...

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Season of In-between

April 16, 2016 — I long for leaves of bright green Now raking season's dead past Pine cones and fallen needles A wheelbarrow for refuse Aromas of musk and evergreen Minute needle pricks unseen Soon hopeful to be replaced On my new garden path Sunshine and soaring eagles More healing to my spirit Fallen colours of the rainbow To place in my new basket...

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Bellows in Harbour’s Mist

April 15, 2016 — The rising mist in dark's harbour,its eerie shroud engulfs me scared,my exposed shroud now called fear,as mist carried bellows become sharper,while my nostrils become flared,my bull bellows back as I become charged,fear's shroud snug—grabbing a stick for a spear,with mist-tears I retreat from bellows - now pupils enlarged. I took the prompt from a poetess to try today's San San...

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Rain's Music

April 14, 2016 — Have you ever stoppedto listen to the musicin soft gentle rains?Each drop unique as snowflakes,its pattern is in its sounds.Its sheet of music –molecule laden rain clouds,its wind conductororchestrating its note speed,releasing each new rain note.The time of landingmarks the end of its measure,its gentle sound stops,resonating where it lands,its pedal to magnifynew timbre of tones.Each rain note has its...

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Today's Canvas

April 7, 2016 — My canvas is blankas I greet the dawn,morning choir tunes,we await horizon's crown.I pondered to wipemy canvas of paint,yesterday's attempt. . . big smears as I re-acquaint.In attempt to lift,to preserve its hues,unsuccessful I was,blobs of paint hides from my view.Colours of pure shadenow appear in sight,to blend and apply,new strokes my goal—not my plight. Yesterday is gone,today enfolds me,fresh...

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Human Rainbow

December 11, 2015 — True Humanity with its varied hues,its beauty and worth,colourfully displayedin the world's flooding calamitiesbecoming . . .  God's Rainbow in action.Tivonna

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New Love

December 11, 2015 — Hot and steaming in new love,Little heartbeats skip with joy,Mind in a bit of tailspin,Cream found in cupboard.Tivonna

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Heaven on Earth

December 6, 2015 — Celestial bodies of Light descends,showing itself in the blackest of nights,revealing reflections in life's watersWith magnetizing luminescence from within,colors hidden in day from observing eyes,lurking in night's surface soils.Displaying its splendorous bioilluminiscent beautywith its trancing dazzling blue glowing tides,a mesmerizing mirror of reflection.Its waters uniting both Realms,allowing witnesses to experience Heaven on Earth,in the blackest of nights.Tivonna

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Free Flowing Words

December 2, 2015 — In solitude I sit          so stilled . . . blank,          yet the hand writes.Words yet unknown,          except what will flow          in between each breath.Lulled          only with gentle stirrings,          alerting me to aliveness,          no other.Be-ing          just me alone,          yearning for that other,          it too unknown.It is there lurking          watching as I write,          one word at a time,          just letting it flow.Nothing...

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Interference

December 1, 2015 — You rumble and rant!Overbearing with your noise!Interfering sounds . . .This creative mind needs Peace.Allowing the pen to flow.Tivonna

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The Void

December 1, 2015 — The black curtain draws . . .blocking the sun's brilliance,its usual warmth,and its lingering shadows.Bringing the chill of the void.Tivonna

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Honesty

November 29, 2015 — Honesty is the Heart's nakedness not clothed by another's tastesTivonna

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Heavens Decent

November 19, 2015 — Gracefully and Gently Floating from the Heavens,Descends a miniscule illumined soft-white intricate Featherlight orb, with radiating filaments of Light,Leaving its Ethereal Womb of Light, no longer its Haven,Travelling through infinity, where time is non existent,Seeking to find Other Aspects of Itself, Neither male nor female, But also Light.Guided, By its illuminated pulsating nucleus, its Beacon and Heart,   Increasing its glow,...

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Freaky or What

November 17, 2015 — (Not really a Poem)Oh my goodnessHeart in my throat!I was surfingFound in Google“Fraud by Tivona”Found on Sound CloudHeart in my throat!Initial problemsWith uploading fileMy new “For You”Now on Sound CloudHeart in my throat!Copyrights new,Legalities,Policeman's daughter,What did I do?Heart in my throat!Whew – now in viewA song called “Fraud”listed beforeby Tivona.Heart in my throat!April 25thMy birthday too.Coincidence?Freaky or What!Heart in my...

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Kindergarten

June 1, 1957 —

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