The shadow place

There is a place
Between here and there
If you have never been
You won’t know where
A place where shadows creep and spin
A place where the light never gets in
And when you find, You’ve wondered in
Beware the shadows that lie within
Don’t worry if you lose your way
For these are just the games we play

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How to love a poem

Listen to your poem until its voice appears like a streetlight against a night sky. Let it sit like a Buddha in a garden, asking you to wonder by.

How to love a poem

Listen to your poem until its voice appears like a streetlight against a night sky. Let it sit like a Buddha in a garden, asking you to wonder by.

Tomorrow

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I will live for today
Tomorrow
I will have my cake and eat it too
Metaphorically
Tomorrow
Because I will go on a diet
Tomorrow
I will call my mother
Tomorrow
I will stop procrastinating
Tomorrow
But for now I will write in my notebook
Because this is now

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Thursday

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It must be Thursday. I never did get the hang of Thursdays. – Douglas Adams

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The art of asking

He sat alone
Contemplating
As the world whirled by
And he asked
Why?
What?
How?
And she said yes
There is no such thing as a stupid question
Unfortunately
No is a very popular answer

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Reinvention

Dead leaves left behind
Left crumbling tumbling
In the winds of time

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Away

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Just because …
Awkward silence
Just because ….
unrequited
After losing interest in being ignored
Reflection of loss
And then
Every once in a while
In retrospect
Or just boredom
Moving on to a new obsession

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Party girl

Spinning spinning round and round
Laughing screaming hear the sound
Running stunning through the town
And when your done we all fall down

We will all miss the beautiful girl
Head in the clouds, life in a wirl
And when the clouds roll away
A new party girl will come out and play

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Free

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Falling free
The freedom to live as myth
The Freedom to be a blithering idiot
The freedom to ask anything
The freedom to be wrong
The freedom to be right
The freedom to turn right at Albuquerque
The freedom to tolerate lactose
The freedom operate large machinery
The freedom cry at your own party
To be free
Free to put all your eggs in one basket
Free to burn your bridges
Free to lol
Free to make…

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Lost

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You’ve lost your memory
And you say the sea buries
Your dead
Your memory’s

Your last thoughts
The redemption
The joy that passes understanding
Stolen moments
Forgotten

And every 7 days
The world reinvented
And you take it literally I suppose
Because who has a heart as generous and pliable as the sea

God and man
Floating in a sea of transgression
And only you figured it all out

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In the wind

She filled every room with her own brand of righteous indignation
Understandably
Big ideas always fill rooms

And yet she had to ask
The how and why this timber
In my own eye
I want to be kind
And yet I can be so blind

Fear Terror
All the horrors that dance by fire light
In my minds eye

No one wants to bow to fear
And yet….

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Wrong way round

Starting over
The after party
I remember knowing everything
The world
A big fat oyster
Turning seeds of regrets into pearls of wisdom
Good intentions polished
Until
We figure it all out
Again
And start over

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#Activist

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#Activist

Sometimes nothing is worse than control

Sometimes nothing is worse than characters

Type out of context, Stereotypes

Anger

Revenge

Micro aggressive regressions

Micro-aggression

Your voice traveling in waves

Rocking foundations that topple under the weight

of hypocrisy

Because a little bird told me

now that is funny

 

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The mouse in the house

The mouse in the house

scurry here and hurry there
hurry scurry everywhere
and with your screams in the night
the timid mouse has taken flight

scratching gnawing behind the walls
as you lie sleepless in skin that crawls
there is only one cure for that
Tomorrow you will get a cat

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