Life August Poems

Jesus Is The Reason For Every Day And Night

April 17th 2024
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The afternoon's a fire, but my head still frozen to the pillow.
The fan blows soft and I lay softer.
Without a signifier I'll get up for...

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Life is a circle. 
Situations are a mixture. 
A circle of thinkable and unthinkable
opportunities gets you jumping irrelevantly. 
The slipy nature of happiness goes in haste; 
you want...

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Being stuck in the past
Life passes so fast
Days go by
Seems to fly
Sometimes I wonder where the days all went
Was it time well spent
When I am...

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I got tensed the other day
Asked myself will there be heat in the may, 
Some stupid question over the bay, 
Tonight I learned that I may not...

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Drop of tear
Splash the floor
She remain still 
Until the gush of wind tilt

Oh my goodness
Why I have to face such freak
No one deserve to be...

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I became quite
When I feel
they no longer want
my presence and good vibes

I became quite
when I feel
my voice and expressions
can't pass through their deaf ears and...

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I want my man 
not to be perfect and good looking 
I want him to kiss on my forehead 
Whispering I will love you always

I...

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From the very depths of my inner being I cherish  poetry,
without the written verse I’d  be impoverished as a person,
literary projects spur me...

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I wandered through the woodlands green
And heard the birdsong fill the air
I saw the little streams serene
With speckled trout that darted there

I felt the breeze...

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At the dextrous flick of a pliant switch,
or some hue laden buoyant platform,
building sturdy grey grain bridges, 
thin veil barren vacuum putative, 
in a distant...

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Fall’s changing colors are enchanting to see,
orange and crimson adorn each tree.
And as songbirds flee the scene,
Autumn reigns as Queen,
over all
green
in the Fall.
And life seems...

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the blank face
           of loneliness
 catches the mood
&speaks aloud 

  a unique moment
 ...

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Wandering

Over time I lay awake
Wondering the purpose of it all
The struggle to survive 
And the reason to go on
Why we are born
And why our choice...

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Seasons for apples, apples alone,
Red, green, yellow, colours, shades and tone
amongst fallen leaves with traits their own,
musty smell of autumn so well known!

She picked each...

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