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Tag: poetry

  • lead me to your ocean

    what river do i cross again and again? the river where bloodthirsty love begins. toes dip in at first sight. oohing & aahing with every delight. swimming further downstream fulfilling love-drunk dreams. kiss me, love me, do what you please. pull me into your ocean where you shall lead.

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  • Home

    is this my home? spinning ‘round n round going from high to low and back ‘round again. is this that place where a heart feels heard and shoulders ease? for far too long the tongue’s been tied and the shoulders tense from being left in the dark because my stories don’t matter. the voice has…

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  • The Looking Glass

    image source: https://twitter.com/Bettyxx84/status/1348674161623887876?s=20

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  • Cupcake Dreams

    moonbeams and cupcake dreams. sugar highs into the night. we’re whispering nothings, how our lives could be. knowing the truth, looking into your eyes you are the moonlight in my darkest of nights. so, love, break my heart into a thousand pieces because all of my insides are craving your sweet creamy filling. This poem…

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  • There’s something there…

    say it was in the stars, something supernatural led me to you. say it was the moon pulling my tides closer to you. it’s something deeper than a mere connection. it’s something in the waiting & it grows with our knowing. you can’t put your finger on it. there’s something there. some will call it…

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  • Christmas 2020

    we hold those we love closer in these dark times to feel the warmth, the love, the light. but you i love the most, i’ll always dream of holding you close once again. to hear your words whispered back in the deep of the night.

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  • Breathe Again

    out of darkness the night sky sparkles above as a sailor’s friend reminds all of its surrounding splendor. the twinkling is the same as it’s always been but brighter than we’ve allowed ourselves to see. somewhere across the horizon, underneath the same vast sky you’ve been thinking of me and at last, we can finally…

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  • Have You Noticed

    After Mary Oliver have you noticed how certain poems linger in the echoes of yesterday how certain triggers replay a certain phrase how hanging onto words engulfs an empty room how walking through fields begets velvet moonlit nights listening to you how spinning a record after dropping a needle births a mountain of longing and…

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  • Don’t Walk In Anger

    I twist in the night, in anger. I wake in the morning, in anger. I know the dreams are just dreams but the aching is tangible, it’s at the forefront that I can’t shake. It’s too early to feel this way, with holes punctured through the heart. A feeling that I’ve been used as target…

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  • You’re So Sentimental

    he says as it relates to a date of another first we’ve had. It reminds me of things I shouldn’t hold onto. It shouldn’t matter when I first noticed the way light hits his beard, or how his colors blend as in a Monet, only that I see them. It shouldn’t matter when those butterflies…

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