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Belated Mother's Day Poem

I thought upon my past and cried
Though, I know, you haven't died
You're miles away and I can still see
The smile of the woman who gave birth to me
Where there is love, there is a way
I promise, again, we'll spend a day
Even though for now we both may be lost,
I'll see you again no matter the cost

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Disintegrating

I lean against the
Wind and watch as pieces of
Myself fly away

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The Nonsense of Human Feeling

It came to me as a complete surprise
Like finding out my own signature was a forgery
Or like getting sued for slander of my own name
When I wrote my auto-biography under my alias
Or finding out my own life story
Was considered plagiarisms because I lived in my own world
Concocted from bits and pieces of everything I liked.

As shocking as it was to me
And everyone around me who knew I didn't forge anything
And that Lydia Wyverne was the same as I
And that my life story was nothing but truth,
I continued on with it
Because love isn't supposed to make sense anyway.

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The Widow

Her sour smile, like unsweetened lemonade,
Made its way to me through the crowd.
I grimaced and groaned, ungrateful of her sickly sweet and fake kindness.
Miles of memories of our time together...
The sunrises and sunsets, like a field of flowers in the fading sky...
She left me alone, like Helen for Paris.

My heart went pitter-patter as we passed in the halls.
I'm afraid of being hurt again.
She is nothing but
a black widow for me.

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Detail Oriented

No, no, no.

You still don't understand
That my hands tend to tremble
and you don't even think about
A butterfly's thoughts in it's last moments
You don't pause to consider the colors of a tree
And until you do, you'll never understand me.

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The Self Illuminating Moon

I don't need someone there to make me feel right,
because even in darkness, I emit my own light.

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It Isn'T You

I can't help but feel sad as I paint this picture of love
With you watching, hinting how he should look like you
Knowing that she looks like me; But it wouldn't be right
To paint him in your likeness, and I let his face be

Blank, so we can both pretend, to keep you happy,
That it's you and me smiling beneath an apple tree
A lovely facade, a mix of right and wrong,
Crying inside, as I sing you this song

It isn't right to string you along
Making you think that it's you all along
Who keeps the smile on my face
I take the paint and in his place
I write, "It isn't you."
It isn't you.

I think as you turn your head away,
You try to make it seem like some mistake
Excuses run through your mind
I wonder which one you'll find

You remark on the inner meaning of my painting
The sad story it tells that you never relate,
Never relate to yourself.
I'm putting paints back on the shelf
As you awkwardly mumble your reason and good bye
I turn off the lights, sit at my window, and sigh

It wouldn't be right to spare your feelings with a lie
Even if that was our last good bye
It's better to know the truth than for everything to seem
Like it could go according to your dream

It wouldn't be right to string you along
Making you think that it's you along
The man who keeps this smile on my face
Is miles and miles away from this place
But, I sigh, "It isn't you."
It isn't you.

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All We Need

I've never loved a man before
I usually wasted my time on fools
Who still could love another --
That, or they were tools.

Pity how the cynicism
Can always get in the way
Of sweetening the love we have;
I regret so many things I say.

But beyond the cold exterior,
There lies the deepest adoration
That needs only your love in return
To drive it from the brink of starvation

And if, given prompt and chance,
I can break bonds of hate and naivete,
Perhaps I can look deeper, then
And discover all you've given to me;

And if then, the habits broken,
The days will go with happy speed
Unto the time that we can say
Together; That's all we need.

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Overthought

I thank the Gods that I can think
I'm so glad I have a brain
But often I do overthink
and feel closer to Insane.
I'm tired of these old thoughts
Come to haunt me in the night
Wasn't the pain when it happened first
Enough of a horrible plight?
No -- it needs to knead the pain into my skin
Until I feel like it's a part of me
Until I feel I can't erase the "sin"
Of doing what makes me happy
I'm so thankful for my intellect
But often, in the night,
Do I wish I could tell my brain
To shut off with the light.

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A Limited View

In youth, I often played with trees
And let myself float along the breeze
I’d pick the flowers and pull the grass
And watch as hours slowly passed

In adolescence, I took up pen
And wrote down all that troubled me then
I hardly ever wandered outside
Unless I noticed the rain - and sighed

Now in adulthood, I sit and wait
For happiness to replace my hate
I hardly know what it’s like anymore to see
The proudly standing cedar tree

Instead of enjoying the moments few,
I let my life become more a limited view.