Poetry
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flow control
pour from my soul unimpeded
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blur
My eleven-year-old mind is often a blur, but some things are crystal clear.
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family ties
some days I lose my mind and they lose theirs, but mostly – we lose our hearts.
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destination unknown
Sometimes you take the wheel even when letting someone else drive is easier.
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side-effects
I forgot this part
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cj oolong
some see such habits – look with gall; ~ no harm, no foul – and so… repeat.
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stop the world
dona nobis pacem
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broken crutch
Affirmation on the wall ~ “You Got This” ~ three words fix it all.
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Sonnet VIII – labor pains?
Tools abound to fix what mends are needed.
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rhythm of another kind
overnight rain is ~ thoroughly thrumming ~ without meter ~ or rhyme
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no map required?
finding the trailhead ~ halfway through the hike – is hard.
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Depth of Field
But look at the blur ~ beyond the focused flower.
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Falling Water
white noise, really, but the best color of white I’ve ever heard.
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first awake
It feels good to be alone ~ first awake while all still sleep
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Social Media Diplomacy
We yell from both sides of the room ~ and only hear what echoes back ~ a world that’s only white or black
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See Nothing
When I See Nothing ~ I don’t like what I see ~ All that is left are feelings.
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See Something
Today ~ I See Something.
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Sonnet VII – Still Walking
Today I wear the shoes I chose myself; Turns out that flight is only for a time.
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the poet’s irony
I try to write of love ~ but words ne’er flow
