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Colors

What if there were purples, and blues, and greens?

What if your daughter loved a pink, though she a tangerine?

What colors are more capable of awe and inspiration?

What greatness does life hold without exaggeration?

What courage can be shown without mixing up some colors?

What knowledge can we bestow without first understanding others?

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I'M Not An Expert

I'm not an expert at anything, but an optimist at many.

A carpenter I am not, but I can still bang a nail.

My artist's hands are not skilled

but my paint still flows to the palette and my brush still strokes a canvas.

Parenthood will forever confuse and astound me,

but I never give up and never give in.

My typing skills are lacking but I continue to write,

a pencil and paper will do me just fine.

I may not be famous or gorgeous or genius

but I have my wits and they’ll do me just fine.

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Trauma

Tears to the skin

Scars of the flesh

Trauma to the mind

and I expect nothing less.

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The Loneliness

My life feels like a dark room,

no light is getting in.

The shades are painted shut

and the walls are closing in.

The floor is made of quicksand.

The ceiling’s falling down.

I try, but I can’t seem to pick myself up off the ground.

The pictures turn to ashes.

The mirrors change my face.

The doors keep slamming anytime I try to leave this place.

I call, but no one hears me.

I scream, but no one’s there.

This is how my life is,

no one said it would be fair.

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Love

I want real love,
true love.
Would live and die for you, love.
Passion and compassion.
Friends in every fashion.
To share our humor and our tears,
to hold each other through our fears.
We dream our dreams together,
no matter what storms may weather.
Make one life from two and
have faith in love to be strong and see us through.
Live our life for us 
and be each other's strength in thus.


By Clara Bereuter

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Point of No Return

Point of No Return


YELLOW BEAR PAW!
circular arm saw.
In my head,
I'll be famous when I'm dead.
There is something wrong with the people here for sure,
it simply is something that we cannot ignore.
Rampant addictions, 
corporate suspicions and deceptions,
Environmental tyranny!
Humans scream ME! ME! ME!
It is a tragedy, but yeah we love these things.
Like some Shakespear sh@t, this be.
Does anyone want to start over with me?
Drop away this unnecessary-
Spending, expectations, egotistical and materialistic 
garbage that we carry.
We are reaching that thin red line
ladies and gentlemen.
Our point of no return.

By Clara Sue Bereuter
09/01/2016

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Slowly

Killing herself slowly, as loudly as possible,
so that everyone hears her pain.
How bad can it get, this wound that she’s felt, 
as she digs in the despair, ripping deeper in the vein.
Tears to the skin, scars to the flesh,
trauma to her mind but she expects nothing less.
Selling her soul, just to numb her pain,
a temporary fix to her temporary shame.

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The Wreck

The Wreck

Her face tore off,
layer after layer.
The flesh peeled away from the onslaught of the road.
"This message is important,"
she remembered him saying not a moment before.
She's second-thinking a lot of choices now.

Clara Sue Bereuter
09/01/2016

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Had Enough

I feel so sick,
This world twists my gut.
These people test my nerve,
And I think I've had enough.
Not sure that I can take much more,
All this animosity just tears me to my core.
The antagony of this society is testing my resolve,
Its only a matter of time now, until our reality dissolves.

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The Path

Navigating the path to truth,
which is paved with harsh stones to walk upon 
Many stumble or turn tail and retreat
But you will not
You will find your way through
You will seek and search and reach the end knowing 
You will arrive there beaten and bruised with your enlightment
You will know the truth of your coming as the only truth
The light will hurt your eyes because you have yet not seen it
The deafening sounds of the world will be the music your heart has longed for
All the yearnings of all the years will not be found here, they will be lost
You will find your essence, which you've always carried, was all you needed

Clara Bereuter
03/23/2017