Poetry

Tangled

December 3 I don’t know how I’ll sleep in a bedWith a man who tangles up with meWhen I stretch and I kick and I wiggleLike I’m three to find the best spotAnd satisfy meBut I guess I will learnQuickly and howBecause to tangle with youIs great my dream

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It’s hard to be three.

It’s hard to be three.When everyone thinks they should do it for me.But I can do it for myself.Choose a book off my shelfFind Santa Claus’ elfAnd when it comes to my clothesI’ll pick something else.Because I’m three nowAnd when it comes to the worldI know just howEverything worksAnd I’ve figured it out, so pleaseLet…

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Your poetry seems absurd

December 1 Tragedy, romancePoetry, absurdityEarly, lateSilly, important.Unimaginative peopleDefine the markers of a spectrumFrom this to thatOpposites barricading time and spaceSeparating one existence from another.But they’re just the same.Can’t you see?Each one defines a truthThat you can only seeThe duality of eachIf you pay attentionEspecially when it’s too lateTo think clearly.And your poetry seems absurd. The…

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Quote: His Words

December 1 "Magic lives in the moments between choice and consideration where we simply want what we want. Time becomes measured in moments of desire and fulfillment. Presence of mind & body align to a single purpose and we are blessed with something created anew, together in yearning and yet peaceful. Joy begets joy while…

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When

December 1 When you need a friend to hear you, I’m here with an open heart. Ready to know and share your sadness, pride, anger and joy, your fears and hopes alike. When you need your missing piece, I’m here with an open heart. Ready to be full and complete, with my broken parts revealed…

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Listen to you breathe

November 30 If I could crawl into your bed,And listen to you sleepLike an old lady listens for the labored breathOf her husband of 68 years.As she waits to be sureHe’s got another second of lifeAnd dread the momentWhere he holds his breathFor two seconds longerAnd she fears he is gone.If I could crawl into…

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Poetry, absurdity

Tragedy, romance Poetry, absurdity  Early, late Silly, important. Unimaginative people  Define the markers of a spectrum From this to that Opposites barricading time and space Separating one existence from another. But they’re just the same. Can’t you see? Each one defines a truth  That you can only see The duality of each  If you pay…

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What I Want

You say that I should consider the possibilities and think about what I want. I’ve done that for years now. I want adventure and passion and to learn everything. I want to run and find out like Rikki Tiki Tavi. And be curiouser and curiouser into the rabbit hole. I want to love. I want…

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It’s Love

The most romantic thing you’ve ever done Is brush your teeth while we’re on the phone Because you don’t want to stop talking And every minute matters You’re so comfortable with me That it’s like I’m lying in your bed While you’re talking about your day And you step into the bathroom  To brush your…

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#joy

#joy I can post about what a great day I had, And choose all the right hashtags And get a hundred likes, retweets or emoticons. I can tell my colleagues that I’m proud of their work. And I’m looking forward to seeing their potential in this new opportunity. And provide just the right mentorship and…

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