Welcome To The Discussion.
“Poetry might be defined as the clear expression of mixed feelings.” ~W.H. Auden
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Change.
There is an unavoidable truth. A truth that roamed before we ever existed. Nothing ever stays the same. And change cannot be resisted. The necessity of change comes to us without warning. Sometimes without us even noticing. We can hide from it’s inevitability. Or bask in its painful beauty if we choose to remain focusing.Continue…
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Roses & Thorns
You are what you constantly do. You are your choices. I’d always stay the same A heart that thrives on the cold, And no desire for change. At least that’s what I’ve been told. When I wake up alone, I’d at least have myself. I had thought I was a thorn bush. Only good forContinue…
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Taste My Words.
I want you at your best. I want you at your worst. I want you to kiss me as I speak, Just because you wanted to taste my words. I want all of this because you are a continuous warm summer day in this blizzard of my life. I am not just “close to you.”Continue…
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Blankness & Color
Have you ever been so empty that you feel heavy? So heavy that you crawl deeper inside the loneliness to distract yourself from the blank void in your heart? So familiar with the weight of self-isolation that you become friends with your secret demons who shackled your soul? I have. My demons soon become myContinue…
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Ocean
We have salt in our blood, sweat and our tears. We are tied to the ocean. When you stand at the ocean’s boundary, alone. Watching the gulls drag over the water like beads. You start to notice everything with a little more perspective. You notice your life, but at the same time you forget yourContinue…
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Ashes
Beautiful was the day I knew no pain. Is happiness yet a dream? An unreachable figment? You give your heart to empty promises and diluted affirmations. Why continue this process? The need to be needed seems to silence the warnings in my heart. Nights of being held by strong arms leave me unfulfilled. Empty. DesiringContinue…
Drifting Poems 