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A Time for Everything

Dear friends,

When I began 20 Lines or Less so many years ago, I had no idea we would  form the years-long body of work and rich tapestry of poetry, photography, rants, smiles, and tears. There has been so much joy and love here.  With about a hundred contributors and almost four thousand followers, there is much community here; so many friendships have been forged.  Thank you so much for joining me on this adventure.

The time has come for me to close 20 Lines, but I first want to thank you for sharing so much of yourselves here. Oh, the adventures we have had!

Keep writing every day.  Discipline, you know, dear ones, whether early in the morning or while the children sleep. Twenty lines or even less, whatever you’ve got. “Genius or not.”  And when you’re not writing, revise.  And when you’re not writing or revising — read really good writers and thinkers.

The site will remain up through the end of the year. All rights to your work and material remain with you, of course.

Blessings and godspeed to each of you,


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Lift You Up

Originally posted on Spirit Led:


I carry the weight of a hurting world on my shoulders this night
All the sadness, all the pain that man can muster
And these wings feel too tattered to lift me up,
Lift me up

Deep within, I know this is not mine to carry
Yet this weight bears down,
This torch I willingly chose, this who I am, at once a burden and gift,
Tonight this light shines dimly only on the feet just below me,
On my own broken path

No matter how much I will through words
Your suffering be transcended
Angels, gods, bended knees, and clasped hands
Can’t stop your deepest hurt
It finds you in the darkest places
Where you try so hard to keep out the light

Even the caress of these weary wings
Won’t make you whole
The mosaic of your tears, burning up the night
But if only, for an instant…

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Originally posted on Spirit Led:

Angel with the broken heart

People are like that, you know
They break your heart
With deliberateness and precision
Then serve it back to you
Disguised as love

And in that brokenness
Is where the secret becomes exposed
That brokenness
Is where the light grows

It’s where the light seeps into the darkness
Fits the pieces back together
With glue that can’t be shattered

Until we’re broken
We can’t be secured like this
Our hearts are fair game

And once we allow the light to penetrate
We can never be broken again

©SpiritLed 2015

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