Pen and Paper Stories. Vacation for the mind.
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Fine
It’s fineRight?Everything.I’m sure it isBecause if it isn’tWell…It isn’t fine.But you knew that.
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OLD
So there is this spaceBetween old and OLD… You see it by feeling lessWhile caring more-You lose a lot. . .But you learn not to ignore… Time and its limits-Love without return-God without religionLife with burns. . . There is this spaceWe are never toldBut it’s just the roomFor getting old.
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Hello Life!
Hello crazyHow have you been?You know me. . .Bending my mind again. Goodbye sanity!You are a disgrace!!Leaving behind a mess…It’s such a waste. Hello lifeIt would be nice to have you back!Can you pickup sanity?It’s the one thing I lack.
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Life’s Lesson
I came to an endBefore this life’s beginning… Forced to rationalizeOne life to the next…. And I was frustratedNot because they did everything rightOr I did everything wrong… But because lifeHas little to do with fairOr right and wrong…. And everything to do withBeyond the here and now… Which is why I’m hereAnd they are…
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Protesteth I Must
The news reports it I avoid it.
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Dear LIFE!
Dear lifeWhere did you go?Despite sacrificesWhat do you show? Dear lifeI see the blessingsAnd I know my choicesErased the dressings… Dear lifeWe suffer for youGuided by ignoranceWe know not what we do… Dear lifeFor you we pleadNo matter the heartacheIt is you we bleed Dear lifeI’m asking you,Save themNo matter what you do DEAR LIFE!!
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Zombie Walk
So careful each stepThey walkNo reasonOr talks Just reason- they sayNothing rationalJust an agendaBy the mandible Just an ounceOr lessBy ageWe digress In the worldUnforgivenOr meJust living
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ALIVE
The time has comeSpring is hereLife is nowCritter’s cheer. Kitties huntHummingbird’s amazeWith the butterfliesAnd sunshine haze. It’s the perfect noiseComing aliveEverything awakenedSneezes reply. Still the joyAs personalities liveSuch an artistMother Nature is. Take the timeAnd breathe it inIt takes us forwardWe begin again.
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Purpose
The mazeSo many twists and turns-With ghosts aliveIn cornels and churns… The endIs closer than away-No cries to helpOr willing to stay… No WhoDespite questions before-We knowAfter years explored… There was never betterOr worse-Just repeated mistakesTo fulfill the curse… Two foolsFor the Devil’s play-Oh and he is angryWhen spoken was today… Release the boundsFor I…
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Just A Minute
Just a minute Of an hour each day…
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One more Day!
The fastest way to waste a day…
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Control
I’m aboutAll you need right nowMaking you waitUntil you find the how- And then I jump inTo give what you need-Direct the puppetsUntil they eat the seeds… Every time you meltRight into the plan-Creating more distanceBecause you needed a man… I becameThe story to writeUntil there was nothingIn you to fight… Now the fiddlesRemember the…
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The Story
The story…Is both a comedyAnd tragedy-UnfortunateYet grand…In syncWith no plan. The plot,Is true!Still unbelievable…To you? Yes, I digress-It’s something-Those words…Without “how”To not impress. Each scene-Is Needed!Not matter how broken-Lessons pleaded. The narrator,I know!Too well…We talk,And not enough. The story. . .Is nice.Despite the nightmare-My life.
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Lights out
Lights outAfter how many weeksNow you are scatteredBeyond the weeps… So many peopleArrived to your homeTo find their dealsAnd bring to their throne… And finally nowYour home is at restThe family is doneLights are lifeless… And while we weren’t closeI lived across the street,The process was depressingWith a front row seat. So much timeWe spend…
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Enemy
The worst enemyIs in thy self Being the brakesOr gas withheld… Just a causeAlmost short of witNot by brainBut choosing to quit.
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Dental War
Iced was the morningFlakes finished their glaze-Time was to goAs much was in the way… An adult with each stepTrepidation meeting at the door-A smile behind the deskAs useless as it was for… Walking the last mileSit comfortably in the chair-“You won’t feel a thing”We only do things with care… And in walked the devilOr…
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Fate
I see you therePredator on the prowl-Disguising the beastAnnunciating your fouls… The preyUnaware to runStays in the roleBlinded by the son… And the secondsRun like yearsBefore any laughterBut long after the tears… Until suddenlyThe predator becomes the bait-Lying stillOf self-inflicted fate.
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Limit
A bag of needsWithout the giveMakes for a miserableLife to live May you find the oneAs cold as youJust as deservedGiving just as you do.
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Let the Real-World In
I recently responded to a tweet by Scott Morefield. Before responding to the tweet, I had never heard of Scott before, but for some reason his tweet made me respond about information I had regarding a COVID outbreak in a workplace. While his tweet had a political motivation to it- (and politics is something I…
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Last Night
Four eyesTwo nosesEquals a job done right…Until morning,And the headache,Laminates the mistakes…From last night.
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Crazy Little Boy
The smell of death consumed the January morning. Not the metallic smell of human blood, but the sweet surrender of hope and dreams as life sleeps. Humans believe the slumber of nature is the source of their winter blues, but it’s really knowing that each year ends and begins sadder than the ones before. The…
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2022 to Change
It’s 2022, and this year I have decided to try journaling my thoughts and ideas, starting with the first day of the year. I thought about this idea weeks or months into previous years, so here goes everything! Day one was not a huge success- I simply created a simple cover for my binder- but…
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To Know
Someone you know-AND used to know-Is a complicated mess..You wait for timeAnd common senseTo get you through “this”… It always hurtsBut tears are dryAs days and months pass…Yet it wasn’t meWho asked for thisOr the one who made it last. In body you are aliveAnd wellAnd that is all I know…Still when you leftHe was…
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Nobody’s
We see itThroughout life…Once here,Now gone by night. That final time,Driving away-When we are not there,And now nothing to say… Yes and the whispersOf loss or when we met-Pay attention…“We’ll get you yet” Oh but we are deafTo snickers and snorts…Lessons from them-We have our retorts… Until you start the carTo Away one last time,From…
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Dead Day
There are momentsWhen you break-Like a vaseA shelf forsakes…Still the shatterDespite being strong-All in resistanceOf what is going wrong…And you begFor hurt to be seen-And hopeOf what someday will bring…And there is a planSo much bigger than yours-And that knowledgeDoesn’t change what’s ignored…Because you are humanDespite any goal-And in some casesLife is just a toll…So…
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In the way
It’s like dustAnd our age,The sour smellBut benefits of sage…Or the healingWithin the spring-To only breakWith winter’s swing…It’s like the rageOf a perfect stormWhipping the pageAnd breaking the norm…It’s like marriageStrong and true-Only to breakBefore you knew…It’s like the screamAfter the cry-No matter the effort,Ours are or my…And it’s utteringYour greatest fearYes a laughBefore truth…
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Tired
I am so tired of feeling hated.I am tired of my emotions being traded. I’m so tired of bending and learning while others remain deaf and dumb.I am tired of loving only for every inch of you to be numb. I am tired of a life with all of this waste.I am tired of everything…
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The Only Truth
Because hatred, and treating people with hatred, has become so common that it is being used as an answer.
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The Line
To mournBefore a death-Is met with forgivenessAnd a debt… For no sorrowCould be planned-Like betrayingWith Hatred’s hand… And still it wasA sight before-Like the RavenThis was never-more. My heart hurtsBut my eyes are dry-Because of storiesBuilt by lies. While this loveWill forever live-I have nothing elseTo you to give. You’ve made a choiceAnd in kind…
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