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Nicole Aleman Poem
Hiding under the bed
Hiding hiding hiding
I wait for even breaths
If they're not sleeping,
How can I get them?
I crawl out from underneath
It's dark, perfect
Even breaths, even steps
I reach out, too quickly
They wake up
I am gone and pulled under the bed,
Hiding
Waiting
Hiding
Copyright © Nicole Aleman | Year Posted 2016
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Nicole Aleman Poem
Music is alive
It lives in each of us in the beats of our hearts
In the cadences of our voices
In the beats of our running feet
It flows in the air
Piercing the hearts and minds of all around
Music is alive
It lives in our stories
In the words we say to each other
It heals wounds and soothes tears
It has grown with people
It will continue to do so as we do
People are alive because of music
And we only die when music does
Copyright © Nicole Aleman | Year Posted 2016
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Nicole Aleman Poem
Shards breaking and splitting
I saw myself shatter
What it the mirror
Or was it me?
I hear it fall on the ground
Me or the mirror?
What's the difference?
What's the difference?
Copyright © Nicole Aleman | Year Posted 2016
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Nicole Aleman Poem
It's a little reading nook
Where I can sit with book
Where a window opens to the wonders outside
Even if I would rather be inside
A desk sized perfectly for me would sit in the corner
Filled with my written words, barely able to keep its borders
A cat lazily laying on the window sill
There to give encouragement and to give me time to kill
Peace and serenity rest here
Keeping close everything I hold dear
If it wasn't for the necessity of supplies
I'd stay for the rest of my days sublime
Copyright © Nicole Aleman | Year Posted 2016
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