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This is Now
This is now- the sweat on my forehead, the laughter of my siblings, and the sound of children playing on a warm spring night my mother calling my name, me running up the stairs to hand her something she forgot, and then hugging her goodnight the book beside my foot waiting for me to pick…
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The Fullness of Silence
I miss you. No- I miss who you pretended to be when you would have said anything to win me When I was all yours’, I began to see the cracks appear in your mask that was welded with veins of iron rather than gold: Sarcasm, Inattention, Lies; by then I was alone with you…
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The Scent of Lillies
The scent of lilies wet, fresh, sharply sweet, with a pulpy musk, catches my attention, and clears my mind; it reminds me of the dark, promising earth of spring beneath the green, sprouting grass, of long gone gardens and youthful days in a home left behind, it reminds me of the grace that has brought…
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My Happy Place
Everyone needs a space of their own, a place where they abandon the cares of the day, the thoughts weighing on their mind, let go and let loose a bit. For some, that is their home, where they can take refuge from co-workers, friends and family for some alone time with their furry babies and…
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Poem #2
Find a new home for your heart You took jewels from your eyes, and offered them in an open palm You honeyed your voice into a sweet lullaby to soothe, and softened your hands to caress You launched a thousand ships, and dispatched each one upon a mission: to heal to encourage to inspire these…
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Poem 1
What if is what we say when a dream begins to bloom in us, and the frost of fear breathes on it What if I’m ugly? What if they won’t like me? What if I said too much? What if I end up alone? What if I get hurt? What if I’m not the one…