Christine Gries

Gained a job
Lost some work

Reacquainted with a friend
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I started the message
a thousand times
Deleting it with a sigh
was our love a lie?
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Artists see things differently
We see
the good in people
the darkness in a moment
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My hand on your heart
Your hand on mine
Your heart touching
my soul
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In just a moment
You were gone
Like the wind
that tossed my hair
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Richard brings home a worm for me
And says a monarch it will be
He is attached to a milkweed leaf
And soon he will weave his sheath
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The Hue of Grief
Red, sharp, searing
my being
it's hot, bitter, salty taste,
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Sun going down
Night and stars
Make themselves known
Another day over
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We go teleporting through space
in this game, we play
torn between two worlds
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Through the veil of time
& haze of space
Through the jumble of cable
& tangle of wires
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My sun set down hard
Making The moon rise
with no thought of the sun
Batting of an eye
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Today I walked up to Christmas
the town dressed in strings of lights
Wreaths hung on doors
and the glow of candle light
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My sun set down hard
Making The moon rise
with no thought of the sun
Batting of an eye
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In the Silence of the Morning
I listen to the crickets, change to their morning song
While sipping my coffee
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