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Luna Lacey

Writer for life & Lover of the word

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Category: Poems

Coffee at the Writing Hour

October 13, 2017October 14, 2017Leave a comment

The coffee is calling
Pour the water
Wait
Pour the water
Wait
Pour the water
Wait
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The Mark

October 12, 2017Leave a comment

It is like a chalkboard
Slate
It is covered in writing
Whatever it says
In a second
With the help of a wet wash rag
It is all gone
Wiped clean.

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Grace

October 2, 2017October 14, 2017Leave a comment

The sun inches up
The sky trips as it changes each minute a new shade of blue
The outline of the horizon becomes more distinct
The noises on the street a little louder
Another day the sun comes for a visit
Another afternoon she says grace

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She: Divine Mother

October 1, 2017October 14, 2017Leave a comment

Roses, dahlias, poppies, irises
The petals, the soil, the plantings, the statues
To be around her is a blessing
To listen to her is a beautiful song
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Algorithm

September 30, 2017October 14, 2017Leave a comment

The word transcends this body
The most precious algorithm
The collection of individual meanings
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The body politic

September 29, 2017September 29, 2017Leave a comment

Can I watch it unfold
Hold it
Love it
Play it
But not fall prey to it
Can I kiss it while it’s hot
Say okay and not be attached
Let whoever it is have their time to think
To be impassioned with the blood of our history
Can I just-ly stand witness
Kiss them on the lips and say I’m listening
Cause I am

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Dallas

September 28, 2017September 28, 2017Leave a comment

It was so long ago
I don’t even remember
What happened in Dallas
There was a girl standing on the street
And someone came up to her
He slapped her and said
“Get off the street, you don’t belong here”
She stood upright, looked him in the eyes
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Table of Contents

Self-Development
Real Help Comes from Being Present
Being Busy and Being Present
Navigating Stress to Get to Success
Being Available to Respond in Relationships

Stories
On their way…

Poems
Coffee at the writing hour
The Mark
Grace
She: Divine Mother
Algorithm
The Body Politic
Dallas
Love and Volcanoes
True Love is Helping Someone Die
More…

Songs
Looking For Truth
Help Us People
Mambo Queen
Another World is Possible
Soliel
Blue River
Nickel in the Sky
Ebb ‘n’ Flow
Beautiful Feeling
More…

Musings
A vision
Each morning
Confidence
Bodiless
Central intelligence unit
When he said my name
More…

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