January Moving On Poems

 I needed a job to pay the bills
not knowing what I was getting into.
A telemarketing company if you can believe
selling pieces of Titanic’s carpet...

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Five days of hell
on the phone, selling lies
and pieces of the Titanic carpet.
A sinking ship of a company
with a captain who gropes and leers
and a...

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Rumi Verse
("I want that love that moved the mountains.
I want that love that split the ocean.
I want that love that made the winds tremble")
 ...

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How do you feel
when you look to the skies..?

the cumulus inspired your innocent imagination
with playful marshmallow fantasies —
the sun peeked from behind
peony-puffs of airy white
to...

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Foggy
Drizzling rain
Droplets begin collecting
Marring the polished wood
Where the little sparrow stood

Windy
Trees swaying
Tears and mourners
Uplifting scripture is spoken
The sparrows soft cries awoken

Flowers
Sickingly sweet
Meals are delivered
Grieving friends...

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Cometh the end of each and every 
December

January so to with it as well bringeth a 
new year to start a fresh once all over
again...

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ENCOURAGE CONTEST

I find that my best motivator is myself.
That doesn’t make me narcissistic, or unusual,
I just prefer to partake in intimate conversation
With myself,
Alone.
Others may feel...

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I need to be patient with some folks I know
Who prattle on about nothing and loudly proclaim,
They are experts on this or that … hot...

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The odd way you looked 
At me when I booked 
Our honeymoon flight 
I expected tears
Joyous ecstasy. 

Then, I first knew ... 
Did not know...

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lesson six


some days i’ll be up ready to go
and i’ll have a productive day
sometimes it won’t be so
i shouldn’t be hard on myself
go with the...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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lesson one

i wake up alone
for the first time
the silence is deafening

i want to get up
but every fiber in me
is dead weight

i want to call my...

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Her days claimed as a maiden were no more, 
One husband stumbled off his mortal coil.
Once broken hearted, now a little sore;
Routine replacing grief ridden...

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death is only sad
for those left behind



posted on January 30, 2020...

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Who needs a heart
That’s buried 
Under layers of concrete

You rush
Through your days
As through a marathon
with blinders that keep you focused

Tossing all
Off to the sidelines
Anything standing...

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