R71952-hiding in plain sight

Looking into the depths of space she hears a beacon ring communications.  Ptal-l’y steps up and translates the signal, “It appears we have reached the outer most ring of Gimal terrirory, and the Gimal imperial laws take effect once the boundary is crosses.”  She looks to R71952, “I am not sure of the crews safety beyond this point.”.

“Then we mask our power drive, and pamper our technology wave out put to make is look bigger and more dangerous. Kate can you do that?:” R71952 asks.

“R71952, captain, I’ll try.”

“Get to work, we need to hide this beast and do it right in front of them.”

“You are mad woman, how do you purpose we do this?” Dolin inquires.

“Where there is a will there is a way.” R71952 replies.  “Now let’s get to it.  We have a alot to do in the next two hours.”


Radiant words claw at my mind in a violent attempt to gain purchase upon a page.  I calm my tempestuous thoughts, and breathe the vibrant jasmine into my lungs.  Breathe, breathe…but the breath does nothing, my thoughts stir, and with brilliant and intense exuberance, the words pore from mind to pen, and grace the page with their newfound existence. 



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Breath over lips, 

it captures my thoughts, 

chasing away a memory replacing it with a moment.  

In that breath, 

a lifetime exists with,

a thousand thoughts, 

a thousand breaths, 

a thousand memories, 

but with a word it could all dance to the floor as nothing but broken glass, 


the whisper spoken

 embraces it all 

as the breath over lips whispers 

I love you. 



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R71952 stands on the small bridge of her ship.  Holding control on a ship 500 years old, with a crew of random people who found her, challenging.  She looks st her crew, who would be such a fool, is there a stowaway on board?  All questions she asks herself, as they speed through the dark parts of space, looking for something they can only imagain, a safe harbor for reactors, or a facility to protect them.  She looks across the vast emptyness that is space, and realizes, anyone of them could have intended to kill her, or save her.  Only Tower was ruled out, but after being asleep for centuries, things change.  He could still be a danger, and she can trust no one.  She’s the relic and its not a comfortable chair to sit in.

Oh Love,


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Oh love, what grace you given me, when all else has turned away.  

Oh love, what beauty you have shown me when my eyes did fail to see.  

Oh love, what truth you have revealed to me, when all others speak in lies.

Oh love, what sadness you have carried me through, when my tears were just too much.

Oh love, what darkness you have lead me through, when I stumbled so lost.

Oh love, how could I survive without, when you are all I have.

Oh love, you are what makes life worth living, when the day is done.

Oh love, you are there, when all I need is love.

a breath awaits


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Sweep the shadows from my mind, those that seek to hold me in a darkness I can only feel; a breath awaits me in the moonlight, one so crisp and crystalized in the cold northern air.  I still my ever coursing mind, and push the darkness away.  There I stand shivering in the moonlight. When eyes that draw my gaze, I see the breath escape when his voice echoes to the moon. I smile to myself and howl beside him into the moon lit sky.



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Be calm, be patient and smart, the time is here when humans forget how to be human.  The ground is slick, icy, and in cases wet, the lines are hours long, but if we all remember to be kind and smart, we may get through the crazy with health, happiness, and kindness bestowed upon us, if only we bestow it unto others.  Please stay safe in the coming days.


can you see me?


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Can you?  

Can you see me hidding in the back, 

in the shadows about the room, 

that cling to the corners like webs of static lace.  

I don’t think you can.  

You see the light, 

the circus performing tricks, 

not the shadow, 

nor the puppeteer pulling strings.  

You see the stars in the sky, 

not the firefly.  

Well you must look to the corner, 

to the shadows, and into the dark.  

You must see, 

and I do mean see, 

see the firefly in the night, 

for  if you do not take the chance to see,

 you may never get another, 

and then 

you would be left just gazing at the stars.



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Thou art majestic, moon. You shine like a radiant beacon upon a crystalline sky.

As Orion shoots his arrows he spears the dark horizon that waits to be your bed upon the rising of the sun.

And yet you shine, moon, as the archer turns in time to direct his arsenal at you. Fearlessly you sit smiling in your curved embrace to catch the offending arrows.  Freeing for a moment, a night, the bull that lies in wait.

Oh, moon, I see you settle in your dark morning bed, and ask but that you do not sleep to long, for I fear another shall need your light upon the break of night.