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She Called Out, “Sway with Me”

Strolling through the flower fields one late summer afternoon, a striking beauty caught my eye, though my hands were full of high importance. I caught a glimpse of its petals swaying in the breeze and thought to myself, what a graceful dance she possesses to simply put my mind at ease. She was not the…
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drowning in poetry

I pick up my phone on a dreary Tuesday morning as we often do when the workday slips into its routine, the mind starts to wander for a bit of stimulation. Perusing the latest on social media, a few of the latest poems from my favorite poets begin to appear. After a few scrolls a…
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Start with ‘Hello’

the daily pattern, clicking here and there, looking for an update,or something needed to say, but it’s gone too soon, like the fading of the day. there was too much to say, countless conversations stuck in my head, all I’ve needed to say. talks about the books read, or music heard, how the day has…
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Rewire the Circuitry

I pull at these formations under my skin in the hopes that these wires of mine could be undone, to reprogram this life from its beginning. I tell them it’s not you, it’s me; I need to learn how to rewire my circuitry. My programming was at fault; I blame the programmer from the start.…
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Weekly Sessions [with audio]

Slowly she enters the room and approaches the bed. She’s not feeling too keen on much else than having poetry read. She opens the book, scans the room, and gives you the look to proceed. Your breathless monologues are what she needs. She’s not looking for more, only for your words. Your voice begins to…
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The Quiet Sunshine

the sun glitters atop a river’s bend the breeze softly lifts a single leaf, soaring above the river, between the trees slowly it goes, never falling, never settling for a moment everything pauses, animals stop to turn, stunned by radiance amongst the greenery a rare moment of silence, of peace, of joy, produced at exactly…
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Send Me A Song

With a flip of the wrist there’s a song directing you on a time warp, back to the time you fell in love with the girl of your dreams, or so she was at the time. With every turn of the dial there she is and yet, there you are years apart. It only lasts…
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More or Less

a poetic response to A Longing Less Refined by Tom Alexander You call for less words, less distraction, to sink yourself further. But do you realize the sensuality of your words fuels this flame? How without them this connection wouldn’t exist? Cut the words? I say keep them coming, stack them higher and higher. Not…
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The Pull of You

There’s no stopping it. There’s no going back. Even if I tried the pull of your force is stronger than my will to go. See how the current meets the sea, not stopping midway to ponder its existence, to debate whether it should or if it belongs.It flows where gravity takes it,where nature pulls and…
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You’ll Want to Sit Down for This

There’s no easy way to say this; there’s no way of keeping it in. It builds inside of me, telling me to set it free. It’s begging for attention; it’s scrapping up my knees. It’s knocking louder and louder; it’s banging down the front door. What is it, you ask? Well, where do I begin?…
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