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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: May 2013

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Wednesday, May 15, 2013. Collision at the Caspian Sea. Peace is in me now; peace is in me. It’s been howling in the woods,. Far above the city,. For a dangerous number of years. Waiting for the midnight-pacers to hear its call. I heard it,. In the thunder rolling hills. A long time ago. Smoke swept you in its haze. I searched to find a piece of your spirit-. Did it still remain?

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: November 2014

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Saturday, November 08, 2014. They told you to find yourself A plot of land,. A Physical space to grow your roots,. And beloved ones moisten the earth with their tears. But we are spirits-. He could not ground his wings, no more than you can chip the sheen off your money clip-. We flutter and float upon our own ideals of happiness only yours is louder with its subwoofers.

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: December 2011

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Thursday, December 22, 2011. Turn cold and blue. Purple with night flowers-. The sunless days when i was close to you. Turned into midnight hours. The blue the jade of evergreen. Remind me of the yearning-. Only those with tender cloaks and steel inside their pockets,. Can tell You to move forward-. Intrepidly against the pain. And cold december orchids. Time passes, but cannot erase.

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: fireworks

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Saturday, July 26, 2014. Don't act like that-. Or do I feel deeper than you? I know you sense this, this surge and this connection, yet somehow I know-. Our love tremors in a lower baseline within me. How do I know this? A stark clear white. Eggshell. I know from your lackadaisical ease: the strut in your walk and the glance in your stare. Gaze along the sand at the other beach babes).

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: August 2012

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Thursday, August 09, 2012. My soy americano misto. As if it were normal, to overlook the truth and follow one's misgivings. but we do it everyday and it is done so often it feels right. Hurrying home to get in the bath where i felt i would finally relax with. A tall glass of red wine-. Staining the side of the cheap coat i was taking off. Racing for peace,. My coffee order is up.

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: July 2015

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Thursday, July 09, 2015. All the right reasons. My mother married for love. My mother married for laughter. She married for laughter. And life was funny. It was whimsical, light, and there was always something to laugh about. To a young girl, who did not understand the realities of the adult world- there was only joy, love, and harmony. I kept a lock of your hair, Dad.

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: May 2012

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Sunday, May 13, 2012. To me, being a mother means sharing the most mundane parts of my day with two little people who are still very near to God, not yet trained in the ways of the world and its Ego-driven rules and expectations. Our human souls desire and require expansion, freedom, and flight. Becoming a mother gifts each woman with the chance to truly expand her soul. Peace is in me...

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: How?

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Friday, October 17, 2014. When we were small-. We caught little bugs with see-through. Your hands bigger than mine. Your safety stronger than an angry revolution. Carries me softly (safely). Brings my hot feet into the cool sea-salt drenched sand. See: half-moons set into each of your cuticles-. Rode our bikes by the snails. You taught me those trails. Like the lines on your hands.

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning: Happiness

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Sareh Donaher - Silver Linning. The musings of a poet, spiritualist, and conforming anarchist. View my complete profile. Saturday, November 08, 2014. They told you to find yourself A plot of land,. A Physical space to grow your roots,. And beloved ones moisten the earth with their tears. But we are spirits-. He could not ground his wings, no more than you can chip the sheen off your money clip-. We flutter and float upon our own ideals of happiness only yours is louder with its subwoofers.