j.d. – Page 45 – three good words

July 5, 2015July 5, 2015

soon

I know I’ve been
rather absent
fairly quiet
separate
and possibly apart

for some time now.

I have not forgotten you
all you lovely people
here at threegoodwords.

A lot has been happening
manuscripts are being read
publishing is a real
possibility
and as you can imagine
I am thrilled.

What, you’re probably asking.
Who, Where, How, and Why?
So many questions…

The answer’s soon to come.

I just wanted to thank you
for reading and liking
and commenting on
what I put to paper.

I just wanted to thank you
for very simply being there.

Your support is wonderful
and I can’t say
how much it means to me.

I am truly touched.

And soon, soon
I will be back to
writing
posting
and writing some more
regularly.

Have the best of Sundays
j.d.

June 25, 2015June 25, 2015

sight to site

twine of the velvet
fixed in virtual light
sup from the nectar given
flutter from sight to site

two of the four given
stone of a legend, living
in hope of ancient
times yet to come

twice in a morn
the sun, risen
high beyond the cusp
of a world unwitnessed
unbroken: written.

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June 23, 2015June 23, 2015

seconds to sunrise

morning madness
three seconds to sunrise
a moment of memory
intense in its clarity
leading to all kinds of
oh my god you just did that
absurdities
that look sligtly insane
in clear daylight

the settled soberness
of an untroubled mind
a chuckle, a sigh
those minutes to remember
oh yes, that time
sometimes it’s nice
to go a little crazy
once in a while.

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white stairs

quiet steps
across sunny stone
scaling the depth of summer

white stairs
solemnly clear
bright
in their commemoration
of a cruel time

now used daily
as a resting place
by those visiting from abroad.

*

after sunset
voices rise
to glasses raised

laughter rippling
across fountains
sparkling in fanning light

lives lived
among strangers
together
on ancient steps
once built by a great power

then everpresent
now lying low
among the weathered stone

remembered
but no longer known.

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there is light

the sword of a soothing look
cuts loose the meteor of affection

*

joy withers
in a moment of crisp
bright, brittle
understanding
frissoned with threads of doubt

of sight and senses
but the heart knows
what is meant
and will not concede to
willful self
deceit

*

three heartbeats worth of relief
hope restored
there is light
no comet flashing
stark against the void

but an ancient fire
kindled by the first of flames
alive, living
knowing, known.

© 2015 threegoodwords

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