Cosi Celeste Poems

On the shelf next to the incense holder…
that’s where I finally came to rest.
A conversation piece…
admired and never picked up.
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It never happens all at once.
It always happens painfully and slowly.
There are words not said,
and silences that scream in voids where love existed.
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A good job…
Good health…
Family…
Money in the bank…
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First cause....
soup....
no.
chance...
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This Light that fills the senses, but does not blind.
What Light is this?
Some say it’s wisdom
others say it’s knowledge,
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I am such a fool to keep believing that things will change between us.
They won’t change.
It’s always just more of the same.
More screams, more words, more pain.
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Tethered by a string you bounce attracted by every breeze.
All I can do is watch the dance from below
as you move to the left, then down, then straight up into the sun.
The string that connects us grows taut
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You can taste the cornmeal scent in the air.
Women move back and forth,
their hair in a tight bun,
laughing about last night.
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This is for Hobbes...my beautiful miniature schnauzer.

I awoke knowing you were leaving.
For years I’d felt you next to me as we slept,
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There's a newness burning in my pocket that yearns to escape.
I keep ignoring it deferring to the path I've walked instead.
Still I feel its tug when I see the sun emerge, or watch a bird in flight.
I sense its presence heat my thigh when I pass a mirror and catch my smile.
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