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Wednesday, January 08, 2014
Exhale
Take a deep breath Close your eyes And everything fades-- Bright and glowing sunlight Hiding imperfections Making new and beautiful
Tuesday, January 07, 2014
Who
Happy endings exist, In fairy tales at least For someone... Some unflawed protagonist Fighting against the odds To overcome some ...
Monday, January 06, 2014
Heartless
What if I thought an emotion If my mind was entranced And I believed what I thought Unaware; A prisoner Of connected synapses sparking Brill...
Sunday, January 05, 2014
The Dress
Bulging at the seams, Threads begin to stretch A dress of splendor Shamed with lost sequins Fabric sagging dull and depleted Hanging under d...
Saturday, January 04, 2014
Roadside Thoughts
Once, a man was walking through the park and saw a beautiful butterfly struggling to break out of his cocoon. Eager to help the new butterf...
Friday, January 03, 2014
Reflecting
Friends come and go, Words lingering behind And you often wonder About motives and feelings Uncapable of concluding, Yet there you are, At t...
Thursday, January 02, 2014
Paradise
Out of the window Gorgeous views, Crystal blues waters In luxurious pools Swaying palms, Green against the sky Peace be with you Here in par...
Wednesday, January 01, 2014
1-1-2014
The future is blurry, A vision I'm desperate to see But fearful to know... Each second a step deeper Plunging me into the unknown Bitter...
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
True Vine
Days run together Like vines in the forest Distinguished by flowers Maybe a leaf or a thorn Continuously flowing Withering and gro...
Monday, December 30, 2013
Another Story Excerpt
People didn't join The Herd often--no one was supposed to know it existed--and those that did were often born in to herd life. To show k...
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Sixth Sense
Steady and loyal, Curled up by my feet And I wonder what lies there Behind big round eyes So full -- Over run Unspoken words linger And I l...
Saturday, December 28, 2013
Untold Story
Rolling hills of golden dunes Far away in a far off land Swirling in my furthest thoughts Boldly colored life forms Of foreign majesty Danci...
Friday, December 27, 2013
Tangible Thoughts
Incoherent-- A thought, a feeling Just past the ebbing tides In the sea of consciousness; Lying there, Just beyond my reach Drifting closer ...
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Following the Crowd
I 've always been one of those people that hates the idea of doing something because everyone else is doing it, which often leads to me...
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Straight Shot
Blank, Wide open space Free roads Unobstructed Unhinged Flat, unwinding Asphalt meeting Blue skies Stretching In the distance
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Belonging
People search For a nook, a cranny Where they can curl up-- Hide away And just belong; They bend themselves To fit in hollow boxes Crippled ...
Monday, December 23, 2013
Memories
Thoughts drift, To times less complex, To faces, to memories To people I miss And images fade Over time, worn away Wait for the pieces To re...
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Flowers & Weeds
A weed, Brought up as a flower Knowing nothing of it's origins Just as a flower Shamed to the depths Of the weed... A bold and cri...
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Weather
Unpredictable inconvenience, First you're hot, Then you're cold; Let me shiver in my hoodie Then bake golden in the heat Drown ...
Friday, December 20, 2013
Storytime
My life isn't a story, It isn't full of conflict Or involve knick of time resolutions; There is no evil villain I desperately ne...
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