Quarternary Structures

someone so young sacrificed so much for so little return in worldly terms. through the same gaze we see. i am older than i seem. . The scattering, the gathering in the context of time…a deceptive parody gestured by the mime. There is a deeper mission, that Love persists under any condition. . Photo by […]

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Miriam’s Plea

i am the worn and faithful path to which you come sauntering after you are done working with other energies. . © M.G. Iannucci 2018 Artist unknown

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Flim Flam

love shuffles humbly in slippered feet and is found in places you never think it could be . internally Photo: Of our favorite “turtle pond” by my son Matt. © M.G. Iannucci 2018

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Moxie

i will be forever the graceful zephyr a life untethered in sumptuous form renewed, reborn through stellar sequins breath unimpinged an infinite love freely given . © M.G. Iannucci 2018 Art: “Blue Dreams” by Milen Todd

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Mien

you find me in a miriad of bodies faces laid precariously over strange attractor asymmetry as i breathe into you this mystery fluid seeping through the pores of reminiscence dew easing the relentless churn of the breakers stretched bare as green pastures a canvas soothed by gentle winds rest in this tender voice that has […]

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Diaphanous

“Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousand victories”. In unconditional love, war becomes obsolete. . -quote from Sun Tzu . © M.G. Iannucci 2018 Painting of White Horse

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Delicacy

a turn from precious to neglect as if i should expect an early thaw . for i am raw with grief that you do not see as you kiss the face impressed on coin but do not wish to see mine . i am the silk soft tide the draw and invite the love that […]

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Diminishing the Returns

droplets trace rivulets bonding tributaries to the deeper sea an artifact of being . © M.G. Iannucci 2018 Art: Painting of Woman by Yvonne Olgers

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Grok

you harness my energy, with a yearning for synergy, while never acknowledging the art i am wielding. a silent interweaving, billions soul to heart, so you deny to yourself this deeper part. a stone in the well, where believing begets seeing. it is never too late i will stay and i will wait. . © […]

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Console

i ride shotgun, as fingerlets of breeze squeeze through the cracked window tracing summer’s kiss on my neck and chest a sunlit introspect each splash dancing on the dash a chromatic interplay that resonates like the twirl of hand-dipped lotus flowers plucked and set to spin on the still surface of love’s waters . they […]

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