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Deep Woods Read

Poetry and Reflection

We are all told, “live your life to the fullest”; I am here to do just that. Deep Woods Read serves as a vessel to share my passions, and make you feel and think deeply. Read what inspires me in this beautiful world. Sit in nature, and read on.

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Essential Oils

I see his fingerprints altering the smooth surface. Lines of identification. I smudge them with my own fingers, and think how much I want...

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Your eyes go through me like shattering glass through bare skin. You make me bleed with angry fright. I will crawl through the depths of...

You Didn't Win

You are a predator, but I am more clever. I laugh carefully at how easy it was to defeat you. You still have no idea you lost the game....

I Am

I feel like the cat. Grey and unseen next to the textures and tones of its surroundings. There is almost a need to be quiet and soft...

The Raven

You look at me with your black eyes. Your head sprinkled with shiny indigo dust. Streamlined, bawdy, scavenger bird. Some see you as a...

Tomato (created August 29, 1988)

I pick it fresh and warm from its stronghold. The pungent smell of raspy tomato vine wafts to my nose. I peel away the vinyl skin to see...

SHE

Teach yourself to see her. She is perfect the way she presents herself to you. A woman is not clay to be molded by your will, or fancy....

7MP02

So comfortable. All planned ahead of time, with our cards on the table. Confidence. Two people joined and enjoyed. Grasping the needed...

From Ether

Someone said that the rivers are green and the people are sad, and the japanese man talks forever.

Icy

In the deep, dark, cold, midwinter, Sighs are lost in the air as crystals, drifting slowly. Clouds hover closer to the ground. Snow locks...

Little Phil

The only difference between his breathing, and listening to a shell from the sea, is the pause between in, and out.

Walk

Winding pathways, lined with trees of age. Rough, deep grooved bark, roots holding tight, leaved branches towering above. I'm feeling so...

Everything

I delve deep into life, touching it at its core. I want to experience it with all my being and all my soul. I crave scents, flavor,...

My poem in response to reading this page.

People forget that indeed our souls are immortal, but not the body. They find it so fantastically unimaginable that plague can be so...

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