I could tell you my password
I could whisper it in your ear
in what manner would you use it, what threshold would you cross?
I would not like to see the new film, the one that is sublime and exquisite
my bones used to spiral within me, exquisite and sublime
born perfect
bones perfect
password protected
crossing into the next threshold which has its own rules of perfection, laws by which I cannot abide
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greetings, if I have any readers left
just playing around with words right now
it’s been so long
nothing doing but snow again in Western Mass
how’s by you?
twinklysparkles 
welcome back lots of snow and bitter cold in Michigan,
Here’s a lovely poem for you.
Lost
David Wagoner
Stand still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
Welcome, Phyllis, and thank you for the poem.
I need to touch trees more often. They hold a stability and power for all of us!
Thanks! twinkly
Good to see you! Hope all is well. I’m not on fb anymore so I’m not ‘connected’. That snow looks scary on the news. A time to be inside and to look within — and to take advantage of inner-reflection? Be well…
Hi Sandee! I noticed you were no longer on FB.
Thanks for checking in.
I’m okay. In a sort of stable place with my cancer, but also detoxing from some brain/pain/sleep meds. It’s been hellish unfortunately. The cancer thing sucks. I wish there were a simple cure, but like I say, I’m stable. I hope to find a way to live this new life with more vigor and happiness.
The winter has been so tough for so many, cold and snow, alternately want to hibernate and not be so cooped up. I need something else. Sun? Ocean? How’s the city anyway? hope you are well! Katherine
I’m so glad to hear that things are stable healthwise, but I’m sorry that the detoxing has been so hellish. This certainly sucks and I hate that you’re going through this. The sun and the ocean certainly have their curative effect. The city’s too much for me — I’m plotting a way out as we speak — hahaha! Take care, Katherine!
You are beautiful.
Wow. Thanks! Hope you are well, Katharine. I’ve fallen out of the blogging world, but I see your stuff on FB. I even fall off of that periodically of course. CIAO! Katherine
Keep creating/writing.
Good idea!
So good to read you excellent poetry once again. Thank you and I’m happy your back!