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regardless
Sip and sink, sip and settle I have no trouble recalling Each word and each second Spent wondering You fell asleep on my shoulder Then gave me a blanket Hard to shake feelings That have already vibrated through the soul I remember walking back through the city It was gritty dawn There was litter, But everything still…
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Just something I am dappling with
Gone baby gone
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intrepid lies
intrepid lies reticent truths racing no end in sight you are able to lie with such conviction and the truth is so foreign that it dribbles with uncertainty climb a tree to spin a web stumbling over the truth that lay rotting in its moss twice taking credit when none was ever due while other lives were spent and lost where…
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returns
Finally wrote again Literal years have passed Forms of my self That i failed to document Have slipped through the cinch Of the hourglass There's no doubling back Even on switchbacks Elevation changes So i'll glance but soon forget And hope that's enough. Finally wrote again And it was shit.
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never knew their names
there were four of them and i never knew their names one died bloody so fucking young to have that much pain better off dead was often said one was a boy but that’s all they knew no one knew his name not a fucking clue the other two were not mentioned as much no gender no nomenclature was discussed and all of them gone by…
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Quiet
It's so quiet! (and I love that sometimes) the silence is just the peace I need the hidden piece to complete a puzzle when the circus is gone and the mess is cleaned up there's a beautiful empty morning with a white hazy sunrise... I love it! before the hectic pace starts again, I'd love to sit in the peace with my…
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A new Hot Valley Writers Issue out today - woo hoo
Yes, I'm sure everyone was breathless with excitement. But it's out today - brand new fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. With some fabulous contributions from PJ folk. Thanks to everybody who submitted, we hope you'll submit for the next issue. http://www.hotvalleywriters.com
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Every time
I can't help but be myself all the way to the end the last day my last breath! I can't become numb until then that last day, when my last drop of blood drips and dries and my last bit of spirit floats out of this shell that is my body I don't know what I'll do then! but I have to be myself all the way until that final…
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beautiful picnic
take you by the hand off and goin to tall grass purple little flowers yellows & reds dancing with each wind we'll sit in grasses i'll have my guitar arms around each other your scent calling news is huge birds they annouce waves below crashing smashing rocks i know you are mine i yours grasses emerald and golden brown…
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All Over Your Picnic
Let me cover you in what I got here's an old poem that I'm laying upon you on top of that a watermelon jolly rancher and a picture of basketball I'll cover you with kisses and haystacks and one ice cream sandwich this older blanket has been on beds and on picnics under card games and radios a frilly white runway for leaves…
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Partnerships
Partnerships... energy field help, actual physical help, inspirational help too partnerships, friendships, guidance hands to hold! two create more find the right people for doing and creating and the results multiply the whole positive impact is bigger and the whole process is quicker easier, better! I started writing to…
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My Niece's Jesus Belt
peculiar but not unusual your style and that you would accessorize raising divinity that way with innocent intent you gently reflect the way twelve-panel Jesuses would in full Sunday color adorning not the usual beltway but through hallowed loops ascending teenage conformity my foot and probably less than three probably…
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a small one
minutes absorb what is water to thought thought I'd add another log to the thought I'd adhere to that which pulled me in and under wrenches, snow, clanging, thought I'd with pebbles and small things tossed in rabbits, stars, crickets, darkness the pull of fire & looking at you
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Squinted
you're more than romance to me you're the rip chord pulled right through you're the clouds of ground and gray the way the air sounded and when I laugh these past two years, you're my whole head and all the time that went by it and what I did you are the night the raw wonderful moon and summer and afternoon you made the…
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Rocks, Air, and Something
sure the green grass blue undertones and brown glass dropping water on you like rain, it doesn't matter except that this was yesterday today the face of your smile reflects your eyes like you swallowed stars traveled light their miles came back and now you talk about it I could listen to this as you flow dew days or even…
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Remember to pronounce every living thing long
Then you can find it's true name
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Blazing Star, Burned Bright, Burned Out
I pulled back the glass on my lovers eyes and behind her looking glass no wonder no land only lies, and hatter's illuminated in no light you hold on to pain beneath your scars and strain and that smile won't fool ME anymore today I'd do anything for you baby I'd give you my all but I'm afraid I just don't need you I don't…
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xmas
No centering function so I guess it's half a tree.... up on a tree glows a star joyously bringing light in to darkness brightening the day and warming the heart drawing family and friends together with feelings of hope love
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Twenty Fewer
(inspired by words of Chadwick) TWENTY FEWER (December 15/12) There’ll be 20 fewer children at school today There’ll be 20 fewer children on the grounds, at play There’ll be 20 fewer children on the swings to sway There’ll be 1 more soul in hell, let us pray Let’s take the guns from their hands Put their hands in ours…
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anunnaki's daughter
time: “the continuous, forward flowing of events . . . . . . the mind has no innate awareness of time, merely the awareness of events taking place in time” no beginning of time no before time without events there would be no time so there was nothing before time but this nothing is still something the alpha point of the…