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Possibility

Poem   Music in the sea of light Take my imagination And childhood sigh I wonder where I’m going Everyday of my life Never feel like staying There’s too much more to strive for...

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Blackbird Artist

Poem   Something drips, Thick like candle-wax, Warm like blood, From the top of the canvas down to the bottom, Making a jet-black streak on the blinding white. A pair of wings shadows the...

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Time Travel; Before Change, Still Hope

Spoken Word Tight curls diligent enough to wrap around the idea of my finger large eyes soaking up the world like the biscuit Momma made; every last drop of gravy belonged to it like...

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Awakening

Life Poems   Truth It’s never easy, and it’s never gentle. It’s never obscuring, and it’s never unreachable. Sometimes it’s sharp, and sometimes it’s horrible. Sometimes it’s incisive, and sometimes it’s rational. Often it’s...

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Capture

Spoken Word   Another day, great deed Flits across the dry expanse Of imaginations irrigated to produce crop in time The weather is master The water, merely the prayer Heroes, how they often bend...

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As The Clouds Do

Poem   The earth smiles from the dark While the water rises And fills my lungs I choose to believe Things will change They have to Or I will die There is a butterfly...

Fear Poetry 0

We Sat Upon Our Porch

Poem   We sat upon our empty porch Midnight Singing through the dreary day Gone away, light a light, We tried to walk away. Our sorrows loomed across the room Our figures were too gay Our deeds haunted us to gloom...

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What You’ve Taught Me

Poem   The world seems quiet around me Like I disappointed it, disowned it Like it’s surprised that I would doubt it As if it feels rejected, betrayed Withdrawn And that it thinks I’m...

heartbreak poems 2

Thinking

Poem   How many times will you break my heart? How many times? You have already set us apart. How many times will we make amends? How many times I will just laugh out...

fiction about death 1

As Is the Beginning, Is the End

Short Story   Jeanne Ann Westveer was born in 1935. Jeanne married John Frederick Girard Rooks in 1960. She is the mother of my mother, making her my grandmother. When I’m writing this, my...