This morning, I felt
upon my face, a caress,
Spring’s gentle approach.
After the noontime
came a host of Robins down,
a Red-Flicker too.
Powdered snow remains.
In the grate a fire burns- yet
Life, renewed, returns.
Author Archives: IsaLee
A Robin in the Snow
1000 Times I’ve Lived My Death
Headlights pierce the dark
Rain slams upon the pavement
City reflected
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Stately, gothic bridge
River flowing far below
Cruel rocks gaze up
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Speed up. See, just there?
That’s the place, jerk the wheel. Fall.
A freed soul: Darkness
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Brooked in an instant
The vision recedes: Coward
Tha-thump, solid ground
House of Mirrors
It’s begun again
Descend, yourself, to madness
Feel the rush: free-fall
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Soul felt vertigo
Every color mixed to one
Or perhaps it’s none
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There’s never an end
Spring dawns innumerable
You are the fractal
‘Round ‘n’ Around
A communal decision,
this stubborn belief in Reality.
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Reality is perception-
Perception can’t be measured.
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We live only in our minds,
we believe we exist, so we do.
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We create the things we touch,
objects that can be felt, measured.
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Sit on the stool we created,
perceive that it is there.
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It’s there, but only in your mind-
Perception that can be measured.
One Mind
Other half of me,
have I kept you from freedom?
Can we share this space?
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Feelings that aren’t mine
Impulses I push aside
Is it freedom lost?
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But this is my mind,
there’s only room for the One.
Where do you belong?
Past Joys
Cattails gently sway
Bowed brown heads against blue sky
Mud squelches, frogs croak
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Pine, Spruce, pierce the sky
Puma prints wind among trees
Coyotes praise the dusk
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Musky scent of horse
Deep brown pools of liquid love
Soft lips tickle me
Damned
My love-ly prison
Watching old dreams through love’s bars
Heaven’s on this side
Easily, Isa Lee 