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The Turtle Poem
The turtle rises. Beak long since broken. A facade hiding the teeth it was never supposed to have. The prey it hunts may run for a time. It never had to hurry to begin with and it never had to try. For the fates of all things are written on its back. *** Would you…
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Hiatus
Due to both mental and physical stress, I will be taking a break from daily posting for an indeterminate period of time. I have been posting daily for over two years minus one day I missed on accident. All of you have been wonderful and I remember every single like and comment. I promise to…
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Not Real Poem
I feel like a sad song. Not sad because I have given up, but because it is my life. It is not real. The house in my head can never be real. The only do over is in imagination. And wrongs can never be made right. All the damage is too much for my sensitive…
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Not Enough Poem
This is not enough. My soul cries for excellence that my body does not know. This is not enough. My heart yearns for a reward for my struggle. This is not enough. My mind calls for a solution that does not yet exist. This is not enough. My fate demands to be greater than my…
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A Free Day Poem
Today is a free day. Same as every other day. Every day past the end of the world is a blessing. Every day granted beyond that is a gift. A chance to do better. An opportunity to enjoy something new. Ignore the rain of yesterday because it does not matter. For today is a free…
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Promise Breaker Poem
I know him by many names. The Cruel One, Withholder of Love, and The Lazy Struck. But there is only one title that describes him fully. For he is The Promise Breaker. The one that does not care about feelings. *** So many things were promised. Both things that could and could not happen. All…
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In the Deep Poem
Soul shake. Earthquake. In the depths is where I wake. Did I disappoint you? I promised that my distractions would be few. But I find the end of the dream to no longer be new. I swear I tried to stay asleep. If only just for my love keep. I might be able to find…
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Silver Tongue
Oh you who have a silver tongue, what do you bring me? It is not harsh truths that scorch the mind. Neither cruel lies that are designed to cut deep. What you bring me are sweet nothings that lie in the middle. Gilded in all I wish to hear. *** Am I really so see…
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Not a Race Poem
Would you rather life be even shorter? Baby to adult in a day. Milestones reached in an hour. A new phase of life each second. It sounds hellish. A curse of the highest order. Enough to make the mind break and the soul crumble. Yet you live life like there is a finish line. Racing…
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I Dreamt of You Poem
I saw you again last night. It had been awhile since I saw you last. Even longer since you left. So long that your gentleness once again felt foreign. It was just enough to tempt me to hope. Oh how you tease. Keeping hope that may never be filled alive. Reminding me that such good…