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Category: Poetry

Poem: Weary Comparison

04/14/2018

Poetry

Weary Comparison You tell me you can’t go on, that you are sore, burned out, sent to the brink of not being able to return. But you’ve never listened to yourself, or told yourself you can go on, as a fighter, a survivor, someone that strikes first and asks questions later. You pass by people…
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Poem: Darkness

03/17/2018

Poetry

If I told you to touch it, would you? I don’t think you would. I really don’t think you would. You crave loneliness. You do things in the dark. It’s not like I don’t know who you are. I see you not holding your words in truth. I hear you doing bad things. I touch…
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Poem: Not You

02/27/2018

Poetry

Not You I’ve kicked you out many times From my mind. I’ve bolted down the tiny path, Always leading somewhere toward mistakes. I played with death Because of you. I wanted it. I craved it. I needed it. My chest was crushed under your weight. The weight I thought was something else. The something else…
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Poem: In the Meantime

02/12/2018

Poetry

In the Meantime You Are up there, And I am down here. You Were always with me, Listening, And hearing my voice quiver. My high pitched words, Sounding like unsettled screams, As you stroked my fears away. Every day you are gone, I am unsettled, Not still, Not sure, Wondering, And waiting. Sometimes it is…
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Poem: Always

01/21/2018

Poetry

Poems

It seems you have been here before. Yes, you have. The objects look the same. Yet, you know they are different. The dust is another layer formed. Another year gone by, and you must escape from under these dark clouds. Your eyes are heavy. Your ears don’t hear well. Strength can be difficult to find.…
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Poem: What Could Have Been

01/07/2018

Poetry

What Could Have Been What are the odds? Not very high. I told myself this over and over. It must be difficult to know you lost out on something. Yes, it stings a little bit, but all the time people lose. Some lose something small. Some lose something big. It is easy to let it…
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Short Poem: The Blind Date

11/11/2017

Poetry

The Blind Date She told me to not be so damn perfect. It wasn’t that I was trying all that hard. I told her this. I truly did. I did. I did, I did, I did, I did, and I did. You think she listened to me. No. No. No. Each no for what I…
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Poem: I Ask When

08/17/2017

Poetry

I Ask When This too shall pass, they told me. When I asked why, there was nothing but silence. This was why it never went beyond the first question. On that day, I never received anything substantial. I wanted more and rightly so, but it was never the right time. They proved me wrong over…
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Poem: Yellow Bird

02/26/2017

Poetry

Poetry, Writing

If a bird landed on my shoulder, what color would it be? And what would he do? It might defecate on my new white crispy shirt from my favorite brand name store. It could stand on one foot attached to a spindly leg, then the other as if life were only a game to him. But…
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