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Want. I want I want I want. I may be a greedy person, yes, but maybe for the right things. I want knowledge. I want facts to pile in my head like stuffed animals on a child's bed. I want to know why blue is associated with calm. I want to understand the butterflies flitting in my stomach. I want to discern the meaning of dreams. I want knowledge. I want to see. I want my eyes to scamper across all the beauty of the Earth like a deer through a woodland. I want to gaze at the Aurora Borealis, the Grand Canyon, the Amazon Rainforest. I want to recognize the look of awe on my sister’s face on her wedding day. I want to lay my eyes on the purples and pinks of a sunrise. I want to see. I want imperfections. I want imperfections to etch stories into my mind like fingers in a block of clay. I want to savor the unorganized pattern of the palm of my hand. I want the frail and yellowed pages of my favorite novels. I want to hear the squeak and snort of my mother's laugh. I want imperfection. I want to create. I want my art hung in museums like an A+ paper on a fridge. I want to waste my days swirling blues and greens. I want to form the spark of hope in a lost girl's mind. I want assemble a string of powerful words. I want to create. I want love. I want my heart to burn with white flames for that special person. I want to sleep at night knowing I’m cared for. I want to share easy smiles and pancakes on Sunday mornings. I want tangled limbs and happy sighs. I want love. If all this makes me greedy, then so be it. Because I want. I want I want I want.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/10/2016 10:55:00 AM
Ruby A, enjoyed this a second time around. LINDA
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Date: 3/3/2016 10:51:00 PM
Awesome poem, Ruby,, Welcome to Poetry soup, I hope you enjoy the community. Here, you will find friendly poets who enjoy supporting one another. I myself, enjoy reading and commenting those who want to be read. The only time I give constructive criticism is when a poet desires it. However, if for some reason the poem is not my field I will guide you to someone who is more qualified than I. Stop by and read one of my poems if you like. My poems are not perfect, but I have a feeling you might like one. I encourage you to check out the contest page and read to receive comments. Tell me a little about your poetic skills if you like. It will be my pleasure to follow and read every poem you post from here on :) We are Lucky To Have you. Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@
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Date: 3/3/2016 10:33:00 PM
My daddy usta say "boy it don't hurt you to want". All kidding aside, good job...and best wishes for those tangled limbs and happy signs...Charlie
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