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through a windshield (11-25-2023)

together

thru all the glue

filn history's glossy cracks

and all the pines

from wane to wax

we were(are, perhaps)

moonrise bent

lain with backs

pressed on tarmac

slid red, long

longer than we thought possible.

dream-licked heads

shattered and spread :

painted lines on painted lines

on

painted lines

down along this serpentine road.

without a motion ...

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Loses

Some loses are meant to be

For they pave the way for victory

We may feel sad and full of grief

But having faith can bring relief

The road to triumph is not always easy

We must persevere and stay busy

Though many hurdlles may we face

Our determination we must embrace

So let's not fret or lose our way

Our tomorrow will be a brighter day

For every loss brings a learning ...

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heartsoulpoetryismy life

Words Hidden Beneath Ink

A delicate touch on my skin.

How long has it been

since someone softly caressed me?

A touch so unknown,

yet Comfort finds their home.

As you trace the ink on my skin,

your eyes rake down my body,

drinking all of me in,

as if you have not drunk a drop of water 

for as long as you’ve been.

Your fingers on me,

feel like the first sunbeams that grace a leaf,

after a...

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November Morning

Beep Beep Beep
The screaming of my alarm alerts me that it's time to stir awake from my sleepless dreams
I grab my mug and pour the dark liquid hell to get me through another day of 8-5
I grab my favorite unprepossessing red and brown checkered flannel with my short deep blue shorts
My eyes graze the outside sight of the glass infront of me
Cold, damp finger prints left by my hand as I begin ...

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poetryismy lifenaturemorning

THE LEAVES

The leaves of the tree

Behind the house of glass are falling

With each step of the wind

They liberate themselves from the branches

From the complexity of the connections

Connection of the root with the trunk

Of the trunk with the branches

Of the branches with the leaves

The leaves liberated themselves

From the connections

From the dependence

 

The leaves of the ...

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more poetry

how can life be light and dark

especially at the same time

how is life good and bad

at the same time

life is always two things at once

it is a little confusing

but, hay, so am I

i am very confusing

especially when I'm mad

the world is like the yin-yang

it is light and dark

how can life be light and dark

especially at the same time

 

 

So tell me what yo...

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poetryismy life

Random Hero

The only person who can save me

is me

A Random Hero wont set me free

Violets are blue

Its time for you to save you

Mentalities can't fly

Yours wont admit defeat

Not that I ever wanted you to lose

But, my grasp is still so weak

 

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