Blissful Storms

Feet above rain drums roof
Lightning flash
Thunder boom
Clock reads 3:30

Feet against soles
Belly touching back
Beard ruffling neck
Breathes exhaled against ear

Shift as lay back down
Hold hands of encircling arms
Quiet voice mumbles from behind
"Go back to sleep. I'm here."

Bliss

©2015. John P. Clizbe

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The only possible response to the tattoo would have to be "Is it? Is it REALLY?"

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Attend the tale of Romney, Mitt
The bully in the bully pulpit
He's got your back like Norman Bates
And he'd love to talk but the limo awaits

For Romney, for Romney, Mitt
The Demon Barber of Wall...Street

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He is absolutely gorgeous and the combined iconography of the Orthodox church and La Día de los Muertos is wonderful.

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"How is it possible, after all, that someone should simply vanish? How can someone who lived, loved, and wrangled with God and himself just disappear? I don't know how and in what sense but they're here. Since time is an illusion, why shouldn't everything remain?"
- Issac Beshevis Singer, Shosha.


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