Category: Poetry
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Missing…
Sometimes in life we are so caught up in a storm That we miss the blessing of it. Waiting for life to be easy When easy was never part of the plan. Every storm brings life. Every catastrophe brings inspiration. And yet there are time periods… Periods so many waste as though seconds didn’t matter.…
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Waste
Anger Is no logic or reason. Love Is no logic or reason. Both Cause insanity BUT Only one wastes time. Why? Anger has a passion time can’t control. Which- Will you choose to waste?
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Resisting Change
Knowing very little About what’s happening now Something so simple Or even profound. Knowing nothing About what happens next Despite what some “know” It’s anyone’s guess. Submit to the mystery And be in His care… Grow through blessings And out of despair. An end today New beginning tomorrow.. Spend the time With no debt to…
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Changes
A stranger In walls once like a home… Colors have changed People too. Barely a resemblance Or a nod of know- Just life moving forward While being the last to let go. Friendly smiles… As stress wears thin- And after so many years Where does New begin? While the past grows dark A future shines…
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Aftermath
A distant view Reality in pieces Wanting to help But no idea releases. Harm or help? Stay or go? You can’t play it back For the right one to know. Success advertised In both experience and things But wasted in the corner To know what it means. Isolated by consequence Or what the devil plans-…
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Passive Aggressive
Aggressive sure. Passive to some. It’s when people are both I come undone.
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Morning blessing
A moment Available each day Though too often missed. A break- And needed reminder For peace to persist. Quiet minutes Empty thoughts Blessings to the eye… Swelling heart Through natural light- Morning graces the sky.
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Self Perception
The gray walls are neither solid or imaginary but they stop progress just the same. The size of the room changes without changing at all. The silence is loud and the noise is quiet. Existence is the only temporary thing. All meaning isolated. Dried lips crack with a smile because it’s an unexpected thing. Eyes…
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Line In The Sand
There is a shadow Stealing all sun and light- Darkness cowers the brave- Ignites the fight. When the shadow loses It slinks angrily away- Leaving alone in pain Its often wounded prey. No power to fight it- Or anything that has been done… Small victories are lost- The darkness has won. Then the light it…
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Leaves and Life
Light from Darkness Places to go Develop and prosper From seeds to grow. Clouds and rain Then warmth of the sun So much progress As life has begun. Now to wander warily As daylight loses time; Losing the power In this season of mine. No death or life But a time to sleep… As I…
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Never Ending
Youth is fleeting While the heart’s still beating Feeling there is some youth yet. Mixed are lessons- And learned is wisdom, Age cannot forget. The inner child gets restless- And always available… When instruction is left to learn. So repeats the cycle- Like a worn down appliance… Fighting life’s twists and turns. Hope for tomorrow…
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Simple
via Daily Prompt: Simple Dear Simple, Where have you been? I remember a time- When we were close friends. Wants were once small- And needs were too… But something happened somewhere- And complicated beat you. Now desires have no control- And needs know no bound… I seek to find you- But you are nowhere around.…
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Left Behind
Left behind By changes not asked for… Bleeding resentment Nailing the doors. Finding the key Through a strangers hands… Gone is direction Needed are friends. The walls close in The sky starts to fall… Waking up learning While knowing nothing at all.
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Story Teller
Good and bad- In everything… There are always consequences. Why then- Do we continue to be surprised- When our words- Even filled with good intentions… Suffer too, a tragedy? Learn from mistakes- Hear what is good… And then finish the story- Just as any story teller should.
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Speak
If I lost the ability to speak Would you hear what I had to say? No matter how I communicated- Would conversation find a way? Are you interest in the story- My lips wish to tell? Would you be a character- Even if you are the one who fell? Is there a darkness- And sought…
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Family
There are days to like you- And some to hate what you have done. Moments to love you- And others to cry some. There are days to trust you- And others to doubt… Moments to hug you- Or to let you pout. There are days to leave- And others to stay… But living my life…
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Chance
Checking the minutes But you’re still not here… Only the distance Is becoming more clear. No forcing the wants Or needing to reject- Just the hope to give in Without needing to protect. It won’t fix tomorrow Or repair the past- Helps make a memory As time moves fast. Wants are open And expectations are…
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Stolen Moment
You don’t have to be my regret I don’t want to silence your voice- But the need for opportunity… To give wants a voice. No titles or lines To divert or mislead… Just the chance to explore- And hearts to feed. No love to cherish But a heart to feel- A relationship to adore- And…
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Love?
In-love with you… The feel The touch…. Or was it just a moment My heart needed A little too much.
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Happy New Year
Hello 2017 It’s great to meet you! I know your past I think you know mine too. So let’s start fresh As our relationship begins… And in 365 days We will still be friends. I don’t expect miracles Just an option or three And I promise success If you work with me. So here is…
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Do You Know What I Know?
There is never just one opportunity- Or just one simple choice. Good and bad will always exist- So careful how you use your voice. Did you get knocked down? Were you thankful when you stood? Did you focus on the anger? Or from it what was good? Pain is a part of life- But so…
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Dear John
Dear John If that was your name… A burning desire… Will never be the same. No hiding the truth Or manipulating lies… Just the need to grieve From deep in my thighs. In-love with the memory- Burned by reality- And for a moment no hope- For something to save me. I was good at…
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Lost Words
Only words- So many to be said- Yet nothing to say… A wire to tread. If words were spoken But the choice was wrong- The ending the same… Just without the song. So alone to sit- While facing mountains to climb; And the story to tell… Chanced by time. While left unspoken – Inside…
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Late Sorry
Have you ever said sorry? But you’re not sure what for? But you knew you were sorry- Before you ever closed the door. Did you pour the glass And try to relax… But realize what has happened- And your confidence cracks. Have you ever really wanted Something that wasn’t yours? Did you ignore the needs?…
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Boob Humor
Boobs they sag When before they created stares… And as you get older- They show how little you care. No more standing at attention- And lucky to fit in your cup- They start to lose interest.. And suddenly the jig isn’t up. If they were a part of having children- That just speeds up the…
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Open Haiku
Opportunities Live in success and failure So quiet your mind.
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EVERYTHING
Reason without understanding Life is maddening When fighting what is to be. Perhaps the wreckage Will allow the dissection For all who finally see. Fighting logic with reason Is a fool’s hope And only available weapon. After energy spent And the war is over Left is just a lesson. Live and repeat Until it ends…
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DOING IT RIGHT
I COULD THINK ABOUT RIGHT NOW- WHAT GOOD WOULD THAT DO? GIVE ME WHAT I WANT, SURE! BUT SERVE SACRIFICE TO THE FUTURE TOO. TAKE YOUR TIME! DO THE “HAVE TOs” RIGHT! SOME NEEDS ARE TEDIOUS- BUT THE SLEEP IS BETTER AT NIGHT. IT IS NOT WRONG TO HAVE WANTS! AND ACCORDINGLY GOALS ARE SET-…
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Office Visit
Wanting it here While begging you gone… Seeking the illusion of forever- Absence felt by dawn. Scattered memories fight Where sanity once lived- Becoming only a skeleton… What more is there to give? Chaos strives within Silence a coveted fantasy… Anxiety the common feeling- A future lacking any strategy. Left only to come to an…
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An Idea
When will you find me? What will I do? Will I be something positive? Will I be something new? Will I be that moment That you never forget? Or will I be an opportunity That isn’t there just yet. Will I start as a passing thought Forgotten too fast? And when the brain matures just…
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