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April Ladawn Belin Poem
If I blink, would you blink?
If you blink , would I blink ?
If we blink, would we blink at the same time?
If I blink, I would miss a moment of your funny face
If you blink, You'd miss a moment of my lovely funny face
If we blink, we would miss out on one another
If I blink, you may vanish
If you blink , I may be gone
If we blink , we could diminish
If I blink, I could miss your disturbing gesture's
If you blink, you would miss my funny face I be making back
If we blink, what will we do to amuse each other?
If I blink, what would I do without your dramatic irony?
If you blink , who would call me Drama Queen?
If we blink, what kind of drama will we strive without?
If I blink, you could be gone
If you blink, I could be gone
If we blink , both of us would be gone?
If I blink , Would you blink?
Dare to miss a sec within a blink
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DEFINITION OF CATALYSIS
THE SPEEDING UP OR,SOMETIMES, SLOWING DOWN OF A CHEMICAL REACTION BY ADDING A SUBSTANCE WHICH IT SELF IS NOT CHANGED THEREBY
In
Addition
with in
illusion
on the other side
2,4,6,8 way mirror's
reflection
above, beyond
reality
apportioning
form another
infinite
philosophy
a different person additionally
to your day
night
genuine
beyond
causing fact's waiting to be explored......
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April Ladawn Belin Poem
Dream beyond
evol as
casa blancas bring out
the starry night as
fantasies of all desirable
encounters as
you have never waited by
will to do by of
such an existence worthy
of as is thy
always will be welcome
throw down the gauntlet
such of such
be bound
for arrival
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Day 3
The storm still having the upper hand is at large
Narrator
Inquisitive teacher noted this peculiar youngster is very hyper, yet again autism could play a major role factor in his abnormal behavior .
Rain drops on the window go in rhythm with the clock ticking and the School’s old floor board start a creaking .
Narrator
She acts deliberately and grabs her whistle for emergencies.She blows as loud as she could
Inquisitive teacher
” You stop right there youngster, I just wanna help you”
The sky lights up with a flash of lightening. It felt as if the earth shook.
Narrator
The kids start screaming. Great she thinks. Turns her attention back to the youngster. He falls to the ground and covers his ears as he could be hyperventilating? He never seems to amaze her. She thinks about grabbing him in a nurturing way but it's a teacher student policy not to .She gets on her knee at eye level and brings her voice tone down a notch. He's rocking back and forth with his breathing calming down .
Inquisitive teacher
”Calm down your breathing, calm, calm down .”
” I'm here, calm down ”
Youngster
He looks up at her and says ” I don't want to go home to that scary man! ”
Inquisitive teacher
”what scary man, Youngster?”
Narrator
He looks her in the eye and pulls in closer to her.
Youngster
” he hates me, yells at me and when Mama goes to sleep he likes to come in to my room at night and..
The lights go out and hail starts a coming down fiercely
To be continued
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April Ladawn Belin Poem
Thy drop of rain fall
therefor
thou atmosphere scent
thee tear sense
said drops, in drops , of drops
hence such fall alike
'twas fears
of drops, in drops, thine drops
thus eyes therefore, obliterate
to & fro , fro & back
away 'twas far, may thy sway
thus suppose to be a lovely day
in drops, said drops, within drips 'twas a trip
said such of rain drops as will be
qualities consist thine 3rd Principle Particle's
Rain Day
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SIMPLICITY OF LIFE AS COMPLEX;
CONFUSED THOSE WHO WOULD LISTEN, OR LEARN;
MISTAKES MADE BEYOND
FOR THE GOOD ,THE BAD AND THE UGLY
TO WHOM WOULD LISTEN BY CHOICE IS BEYOND MEANS
OF NOT KNOWING WHAT IS UP
ENGAGED BY THE PEOPLE FOR THE PEOPLE
RUNS A LONG WAY
A THIN LINE BEYOND LOVE AND HATE
EVALUATES CON STATUS
WHERE DO YOU STAND
BETTER YET?
WHICH ONE STANDS WHERE?
PERSONALITIES AS LIFE'S OBSTACLES ARE MIRACULOUSLY LIVID
TO EACH IS THEIR OWN
WHERE DO YOU STAND?
IF YOU UNDERSTAND?
[MY] {OUR} [I] {US}
DISSOCIATIVE DISORDER (D.D)
STANDS AFAR FROM GENERAL POPULATION
EVERYDAY IS A CHALLENGE
I STAND AS WE ALL RISE
IN ONE CORPSE
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TO
''3 HEARTS'' WRITTEN BY APRIL LADAWN BELIN
1ST NOVEL IN PROGRESS
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Stings of sharp coldness
and side aches were the last
of her worries
Her broken toes straggled uselessy
Branch after twigs clawed aboust her
Sharp rocks and stickers no longer
made a difference
She ran no matter what
Blood rushing from her head
made her delusional
Her head was bleeding
She felt as she was running
in circles
Dark as midnight
She was blind running for her life
She heard a sharp whoosh
Felt the impact
Her bloody head betrayed
by her executioner fell to
the use less ground
as she
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Stars imitating comets
be like as those explore
Make eyebrows rise for a
comet in the distance is
fishing it's tail left to right
Such a sight exploring
A thrill for adrenaline
craves another sight
As an addictive need's
such exploring
I crave more as this imitating
zone of exploring will eventually
end in this Ozone layer
The brightest star in sight
pass as the comet collides
Initiating un explored
I may see or hear Hermetic Scales
Continual for confusion
of illusions
I hold my breath to behold
another sight imitating such as
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Stacy Adams triumph
one of the glorious nights
I've trucked through
sore feet, cold weather and hunger
famished as stars shined
vibrations of the train
i will never regret
grey homeless blankets felt of silk
graffiti on the walls were, da Vinci
thousand masks to evade imagination was priceless
the train sounding of its departure was resemblance
to my farewell Tarzan
I no longer hear trains
since nocturnal night
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April Ladawn Belin Poem
He said he loved me
I never woke again
Just loved on more
Part 1
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