This home feels different now.Quieter, open, tear soaked.Echoes of giggles and wonder appear in each room as you enter. “Goodnight, little man.” A mother once said to an innocent bundle. A smile appears. A finger holds a hand.Rooms once filled with love, now feel broken.Toys scattered, bittersweet. Table left unclean,…
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The lights pass so quickly in front of me.There one second, gone the next. Passing on like my emotions.New light, different emotion.New thoughts, new scenarios. Is this real? Is this another delusion? Will I ever know?Song after song, none explain how I feel perfectly.Some are close…Some don’t explain enough. Some…
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Her vibrant red hair, illuminated by the moonlight Tear drops in her eyes, the taste of salt on her lipsGrass tickling her knees, as she kneels on the groundHands placed in front of her, fingers in the dirtConnected to the earth again, she looks up at the moon and smilesAlone…
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The Naked Foursome… Ode, to Your Nakedness!!! (This is a poem I’ve wanted to write for a while now. Ever since I discovered that there was this Gloriously Sensual, Exquisitely Beautiful and Incredibly Well Written Poem by Pablo Neruda, “Ode To A Naked Beauty”. After reading it, I just wanted…
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In the realm of chaos, I crave the Ice. Flames dancing wildly, refusing to subside.Chasing elusive stars, as the sun emerges bright.My pupils dilate like a haunting dime.With a runny nose, I plead for absolution.Praying for these woes to find conclusion.A razor’s edge on the table, tempting fate’s grip.Contemplating driving…