The Highest Tide

Life is all about leverage

both overt and implied

To move the world ever forward

and sail the highest tide

 

Subtle it nudges intention

exerted our missteps reclaimed

It magnifies every action

— restoking fortuity’s flame

 

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Freeing The Verse

 

To have a poem

but not the words

To bring the message

home

 

Intention firm

and feelings clear

But silence

sits the throne

 

Awaiting vowels and consonants

regifted from a sage

A marble block of verbiage

to sculpt upon the page

 

And once each phrase has taken form

it’s wed to feelings true

To free the verse that faithful waits

— unheard inside of you

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2026)

 

 

 

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