Tequila Sunset
Loneliness Rocks and shame Liquid gold An angel’s game… No earth to shatter Or glass to score No back to the beginning Or the moment before… Just a repeat Of a moment like this Salt for looks Before shimmering bliss.
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I am an educated adult female with Bachelor and Master degrees in Business Management. I am married with four children. I enjoy writing and drawing for a hobby and brain vacations. My dream is to publish a novel someday, but I am building on my short story and poetry crafts now.
Will to Fight
Yes loneliness a lonely hunter And he’s calling me by name Not out of hunger But pity and shame… And the call is familiar Like that of a wading shore- No will to look back Or right for more… With royal purple shouting Amid inviting lights… Only the storm moves on With my will to […]
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Regret
I’ll take your crazy And raise you sane Block injustice And forward the blame… I’ll take the medicine And forward the will Play the life That’s planning to kill… And I’ll be sorry Or a little late All in the time Of planning fate… And when all is done And the tears are dry- Life […]
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New Life
The soil turns and dies As old finds new life Through worm’s work and time Or happiness and strife.
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Treat
Meeting the dare Such a new treat Something so salty Now becomes sweet.. And when the roof breaks Beyond repair No construction to salvage Or truth that’s fair… Just what is And what used to be Like the apple Fallen from the tree.
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In Vain
Land mines disguised as flowers Lightning in the rainbow Salt in the rain… Worms in the sand Life in the rocks Smiles in all the pain… And stories told For one more night Before the truth appears in vain.
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Small Blessings
Sometimes beautiful nights come after a really bad day – and such is life. I understand that without the bad days – I would appreciate good days less. But… the string of bad days has beat out the good ones too often lately. And yet… I know my blessings exceed my trials. I do! But […]
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Truth
Rain from a dry storm Fall like bits of honesty And regret Like a bath… And you fill the beginning Or the end Of Remembrance And wrath
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