Thank you to Editors Amit Parmessur and Jane Mayflower of The Pangolin Review for publishing my two poems.

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Healing Your Heart

Shun the false charge you level when you say so and so said.
Once you say words you own them, all those words now yours.
Instead, use all words for healing; that’s their best use; keep false witness mute, 
contain it where it will do no harm, in your own head.

Words spoken aloud are like the fine spray of a forceful sneeze.
Once let out and freed, they can’t be reined back inside yourself.
They travel everywhere at great distance, with uncontrolled speed; 
and never forget you have borne this too, so if you must delve

and dig for truth; use your true strength, your ears designed, to hear fact 
only directly from those maligned; keep rumor inside the mind.



The Dying Time

The Elders prayed for defense from the dying time.

They wanted to control God on the mountain,

as Peter did with the tents.

But there is no weapon against fate 

and your sun

will one day

leave its path forever.

So drop your nets

and seek the peace

the world cannot give.

It’s closer than you think.