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		<title>you are not alone</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/09/17/you-are-not-alone/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 15:41:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[in the shadows and on the fringes many doors and broken hinges our truth, we think, will be our end and so we feel we must pretend to be something we know we&#8217;re not to fit the label on the box but if we realize just one thing that in our hearts we all are [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>in the shadows<br />
and on the fringes<br />
many doors and broken hinges<br />
our truth, we think,<br />
will be our end<br />
and so we feel<br />
we must pretend<br />
to be something we know we&#8217;re not<br />
to fit the label on the box<br />
but if we realize just one thing<br />
that in our hearts<br />
we all are kings<br />
let fears subside<br />
and you will see<br />
the vibrance<br />
of our community<br />
and in that thread,<br />
that common tone<br />
you will know<br />
you&#8217;re not alone</p>
<p><em><br />
this poem was written for and inspired by <a href="http://www.facebook.com/solacephotos" target="_blank">Solace Photography&#8217;s</a> &#8220;You Are Not Alone&#8221; project</em></p>
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		<title>hiking</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/09/17/hiking/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 14:54:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[through brilliant greens the light shines in golden pillars on the mostly unseen crevices soft lush moss underfoot amongst the languishing leaves from the lives of trees shed in the onset of the passing winter glimpses of you, dear rock catch me from the corners and the colors of this cherished wood become softer in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>through brilliant greens<br />
the light shines<br />
in golden pillars<br />
on the mostly unseen<br />
crevices<br />
soft lush moss underfoot<br />
amongst the languishing leaves<br />
from the lives of trees<br />
shed in the onset<br />
of the passing winter<br />
glimpses of you, dear rock<br />
catch me from the corners<br />
and the colors of this cherished wood<br />
become softer<br />
in the moment<br />
of a footfall<br />
 in between trees<br />
the joy of my heart<br />
flutters as if on the wings<br />
of a monarch<br />
while the smell of pine<br />
and the sound of<br />
the distant creek<br />
paints a smile<br />
on my soul</p>
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		<title>making moonbeams mine</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/07/28/making-moonbeams-mine/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2011 17:14:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://akodesign.com/poems/?p=149</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[dreams visit me like ghosts of a past that hasn&#8217;t happened yet her mouth curving to fit mine for the first time the sweetest of moonbeams dance on my heart and we laugh falling over and through open windows into a roomful of doors and then i wake with determination stirring in my heart for [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dreams visit me<br />
like ghosts<br />
of a past<br />
that hasn&#8217;t happened<br />
yet<br />
her mouth curving<br />
to fit mine<br />
for the first time<br />
the sweetest<br />
of moonbeams<br />
dance on my heart<br />
and we laugh<br />
falling over<br />
and through<br />
open windows<br />
into a roomful<br />
of doors<br />
and then i wake<br />
with determination<br />
stirring in my heart<br />
for fitting into her curves<br />
and making moonbeams mine</p>
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		<title>light of an uncommon heart</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/06/24/light-of-an-uncommon-heart/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 15:28:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[it sticks with me fusing to my skin and then seeping in filling my heart to its brim with a light undefined coming from her eyes into mine for more than a moment as time slows and then stands still letting the light in and holding etching a memory into my chest]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>it sticks with me<br />
fusing to my skin<br />
and then<br />
seeping in<br />
filling my heart<br />
to its brim<br />
with a light<br />
undefined<br />
coming<br />
from her eyes<br />
into mine<br />
for more<br />
than a moment<br />
as time slows<br />
and then stands still<br />
letting the light in<br />
and holding<br />
etching a memory<br />
into my chest</p>
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		<title>her eyes</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/04/25/her-eyes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Apr 2011 18:07:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[like a clear morn the smile lights her eyes and they talk to me in a song telling me secrets that mimic the dawn full of shadowy wonder and silver slivers of delight dancing on dew drops and rosy hints feathering the misty fingers of the veil and it melts away in a moment that [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>like a clear morn<br />
the smile<br />
lights her eyes<br />
and they talk<br />
to me<br />
in a song<br />
telling me secrets<br />
that mimic<br />
the dawn<br />
full of shadowy wonder<br />
and silver slivers<br />
of delight<br />
dancing on dew drops<br />
and rosy hints<br />
feathering the misty fingers<br />
of the veil<br />
and it melts away<br />
in a moment<br />
that touches<br />
my sun</p>
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		<title>momentary reveal</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/04/16/momentary-reveal/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Apr 2011 22:58:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[in the space between only i see her a pause in motion framed by emotion skimming the surface of her skin she reveals a depth a beauty a story untold not wanting to unfold she reflects on memories awash in her mind and then in kind comes back to the conversation]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>in the space between<br />
only i see her<br />
a pause in motion<br />
framed by emotion<br />
skimming the surface<br />
of her skin<br />
she reveals<br />
a depth<br />
a beauty<br />
a story untold<br />
not wanting to unfold<br />
she reflects<br />
on memories<br />
awash in her mind<br />
and then<br />
in kind<br />
comes back<br />
to the conversation</p>
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		<title>intertwine</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/04/14/intertwine/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Apr 2011 18:16:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[envelope me and i&#8217;ll sink neatly into you feeling like i belong right there in your arms a chapter in a book of well-worn pages words appearing as we do and between the lines we will intertwine locking verse to rhythm and rhyme defining fate from shadows as hearts define their motive]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>envelope me<br />
and i&#8217;ll sink<br />
neatly into you<br />
feeling like i belong<br />
right there in your arms<br />
a chapter in a book<br />
of well-worn pages<br />
words appearing<br />
as we do<br />
and between the lines<br />
we will intertwine<br />
locking verse to rhythm<br />
and rhyme<br />
defining fate from shadows<br />
as hearts define<br />
their motive</p>
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		<title>daybreak of the mind</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/04/12/daybreak-of-the-mind/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2011 15:03:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[shaking off cobwebs we slowly wake remnants of sleep cling like ghosts from another time causing hallucinations mind playing tricks magic in the moment of a new perspective cresting the horizon in very slow motion and time suspends belief until the eyes can plainly see what we&#8217;re really meant to be]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>shaking off cobwebs<br />
we slowly wake<br />
remnants of sleep<br />
cling like ghosts<br />
from another time<br />
causing hallucinations<br />
mind playing tricks<br />
magic in the moment<br />
of a new perspective<br />
cresting the horizon<br />
in very slow motion<br />
and time suspends belief<br />
until the eyes<br />
can plainly see<br />
what we&#8217;re really<br />
meant to be</p>
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		<title>making rainbows</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/04/11/making-rainbows/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2011 16:33:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[hope you sing to me sometimes silently call me back to the sanity of a world built on reality and not from the sand of landscapes past and surreal where long ago memories still strike pull me feet first from the grip of fears and tear down the sinister siren song hope light the way [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hope<br />
you sing to me<br />
sometimes<br />
silently<br />
call me back<br />
to the sanity<br />
of a world<br />
built on reality<br />
and not<br />
from the sand<br />
of landscapes<br />
past<br />
and surreal<br />
where long ago<br />
memories<br />
still strike<br />
pull me<br />
feet first<br />
from the grip<br />
of fears<br />
and tear down<br />
the sinister siren song<br />
hope<br />
light the way<br />
back to me<br />
just like the sun<br />
making rainbows<br />
in the summer sky</p>
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		<title>conductor</title>
		<link>http://akodesign.com/poems/2011/04/07/conductor/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2011 17:06:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[half seen she slips into shadow and dreams of love and scars sitting neatly on her heart in perfect syncopation her symphony in need of conducting and as she turns toward the room the music swells at the moment their eyes meet]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>half seen<br />
she slips<br />
into shadow<br />
and dreams<br />
of love and scars<br />
sitting neatly<br />
on her heart<br />
in perfect syncopation<br />
her symphony<br />
in need<br />
of conducting<br />
and as she turns<br />
toward the room<br />
the music swells<br />
at the moment<br />
their eyes meet</p>
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