Freedom
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The Right Kind of Love
That’s it. That’s the poem.
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Why seek to steer what moves beyond control?
The merits of mere stasis we extol / As if the middle ground’s a magic tool / Why seek to steer what moves beyond control? / We try to hold it still, then watch it roll…
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Our many loves are but One Love
One washes over One to More; He got more wet… or did She?
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A Wake in the Night
Even in darkness / The traveled path / Is marked.
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A Diagnosis is Not a Label – #SoCS
…here is where I take issue with how she eventually got to her place of peace. She (mistakenly, in my opinion) allows a diagnosis to become a label. She becomes afraid of her diagnosis because others are afraid of her diagnosis.
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When Life Is Good
When life is good, my poetry gets bad. / Its frequency is at an all time low,
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Enjoying the Seasons
The writing will return.
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More Than Just a Pretty Face – #SoCS (NSFM)
When I saw the prompt for this week’s stream of consciousness, I literally laughed out loud.
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The Palette of My Life Some Colors Short – Sonnet XXXVI
These metaphors diverse I do intend; Results remain remote unto the end.
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The Waking Dream
Forward Into an unknown Yet certain Somethingness
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Undulation
a cosmic interplay of divine wind peacefully undulates over creation and seeks to ignite the fire from within. As it moves,it stirs the embersof the souland pushes the sailseverforward,filled with flamesof passion. The Pic and a Word Challenge is (usually) a weekly creativity prompt offered Mondays. Photo Credit:Patrick JenningsThe Inner Grassland SeaMerrittBritish Columbia, Canada On location, 2021
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Cling
White knuckles cling tenaciously
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If…
All that matters is today and the “ifs” I face which will create my tomorrow.
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Freedom as Farce
The power we promised / But can’t deliver
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lighten up and splash a little
Sometimes we dance on the sand and wayward waves tickle our toes with cooling licks.
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The Paradox – Sonnet XXXIV
Why fail to act when acting holds the key? This riddle I have just begun to solve.
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Indeed, Beyond Survive, It Thrives
Indeed, beyond survive, it thrives; / More blossoms join the other.
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in a previous light
in the layers of life / it’s darkest in the middle / right where the eye wants to fall.
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America – A Lament
Turns out the abbreviation for United States is spot on.
