I Will Write
...I cannot write amidst a seething intent
to injure an insulated place,
My thoughts immerse their christened
desires…
and I abide
I cannot write ill of words
unlike my own…
As they foresake ...
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Categories:
quizzy, future, goodbye, , memorial,
Form: I do not know?
Every Day
...Somehow I wake
and test every day’s resolve
To implant a view in me of a rising sun
and a moon that swims quietly alongside
So shadows can spread
and it can state its resilient case
Quietly
I ponder...
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Categories:
quizzy, hope,
Form: Prose Poetry
Addiction
...Sleep is far from me.
My head is spinning.
I can't concentrate
On the edge of my bed.
My focus is off,
But I can see the antidote.
I'm stumbling forward.
I want the syrup,
The reason why I'm ...
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Categories:
quizzy, confusion, depression, hope, imagination,
Form: Free verse