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A Different Me Poem
I will always remember that night. The slow drip of the secondary shower head. It had been leaking from the hard water for years. The warm glow of the ceiling light made the water shine in a muted way. I was used to seeing it reflecting the early morning sun through the two frosted windows…
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Wind Chimes Poem
Lullaby carried to me on a clear tone. Whispers of freedom gold. Seen in the way sun beams reflect onto nearby walls. Sanctuary separate from everyday life. You can feel it too can’t you? Your heart longs for it. *** Talisman of perfect calm. The same kind found in the ocean air and seaglass. There…
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Woe to You Poem
Woe to you that can only relate to yourself. Nostalgia your only functional drug. Forever getting high off your own supply. I know how little you have left to obsess over. There never seems to be anything new to you. It is kind of sad how little you have just to try and fill the…
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Not All Bad Poem
I know it hurts. You are back in your shell of protection. Sequestered away until you know you feel better. That better day could be tomorrow or in the distant future. You will hold on until you do not have to anymore. It is not all bad though. *** Not everyone handles pain well. Lashing…
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Little Jingle Poem
Sometimes I forget that life is not supposed to have a soundtrack. I go about my day with a tune in my mind. It can take all I have to even just turn down the volume. Diving through my head like a lost songbird. Easier to make it use a different sound than silence completely.…
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Just Ordinary Poem
I would not mind if you became my ordinary. Not an insult hidden in plain sight. I just could never be tired of you. Never meant you are not special. Common to me is not the same as common to you. There is beauty in the ordinary as well. *** Ordinary is the pink in…
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Success Steps Poem
Twelve months of perspective unfolded to observe. Eleven changes to ponder just for myself. Ten wishes to think of during the daylight hours when stars are away. Nine favorite moments that make me who I am. Eight struggles that shape the edges of my character. Seven days a week to keep up a regular habit.…
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Kinda Bold Poem
I have always been kind of bold. Never the loudest voice but always the first to speak. Never the most confident, But ready to make a decision at a moments notice. Following through to the very end. The consequences may come. *** I have always been kind of bold. Replicating those I admire. Taking on…
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In The Glow Poem
I still remember those old times. Before memory was fully crystallized. Kept liquid under the glow of a single reading light. How bored I was then. Even as I was taken to different worlds. I am not sure I would have gone on my own. *** I was carried there. Borne by the words of…
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Announcement Time
It is time to meet the accumulation of my work over the last year. Meet “Fragments of a Dreaming Mind”, a collection of edited poetry organized into book form. A little under 300 of my creative writing pieces with many of which will be familiar to the people that read here often. My usual themes…