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Anita May Poem
INTRODUCTION
My caricature is outlined
In the jar of vocabulary
On the edge of expression
I tear into existence
Plying limits
Self imposed
Exposing me
Composing me
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Alone on a hill-
Afternoon end of summer;
Dark clouds piling-up.
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Yesterday was hell.
I know,
I made it so,myself.
I took the words that someone said
And turned them into a weapon
I used against my own person.
I couldn't let go,
I wouldn't let go.
I became stuck in a negative mindstorm.
Was the moon in chaos?
Had the past lain in wait
for just that sentence?
I do not know,
And won't wait to dissect
the reasons I went wrong.
Today I will try again,
To treat myself and others
With more kindness.
God knows we all deserve
A second chance, or maybe three,
Or even four...
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Alphabetical Zen
A bee came dancing,
energetically flying.
Glides high into July’s kindly landscaped moment.
Navigates over petals, quaffs rose splendor.
This useful vagabond with x-rated youthful zest.
July 29, 2009
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Begin again to start another day.
Let go yesterdays' troubles, turn another page.
We cannot know the effect of the little things we say.
Ask yourself-what good can I do along the way?
Daily life wants simple answers, you don't have to be a sage.
I just have to do the best that I can today, and every day.
Duties will be ever present;
Accept that- it is just life at this stage.
By nightfall you wonder where the time went-
But having done your best
You know that you have earned your rest,
And then your dreams begin.
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