Month: September 2020
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Breathing
In….1,2,3 Out…..1,2,3 I find myself having to constantly remind my body to complete this simple function. As anxiety creeps it’s ugly head around the darkest recesses of my mind, blocking out the light. Suddenly this task is something I find myself bribing my body to do. Sometimes I’d prefer to stop and let the pain…
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Ode to Midnight Girl With Bones In Her Hair
Ode to Midnight Girl with bones in her hair Walking around with the air she doesn’t care Smelling of dusty roads and sweet succulent roses Pretending to go along with all of her programmed poses As not to expose the raw supple flesh under Thinking the shell was better then her plunder Emptying out dreams…
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New Day Awakening
Wake up to the sounds of crickets as they play their tunes in symphony Darkness loosing its grip from morning light’s gentile caress Crisp air crafted from cool dewdrops that glaze the day’s surface Birds whistling their compliments to another beautifully painted sunrise The bitter sweet aroma of coffee brewed with a heart of love
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2 am Daydreams (Nightdreams?)
The way he held me at night still haunts my nights A phantom holding me so tightly but I’m not scared I cling to this ghostly memory like a safety blanket One I’ll carry on every adventure to get me through the day Because his scars were so much deeper then mine Because his eyes…
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Dreaming of Dancing
She had never been asked to dance before Waiting for the moment to take the floor With light toes and swaying oceanlike movements She dreampt someone would give her moments Where the world may slip away to the rhythm Her best sways she’d happily give to them Rocking bodies moving together like grains Two strands…
The Journey 