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Transition
It’s the uncomfortable space that leaks into the moments of silence. It’s the peace that comes in the midst of the storm. It’s the long pause at the end of a hard sentence that becomes a run-on. Until at last, you apply a period and end the continuation of thoughts and sounds. How can you…
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Lack
We them people That should be broke Like concrete Don’t know how to be discreet Because we live what we speak We move against the tide Waxing and waning like the moon We are the ones that dance When we should cry Have faith when all seems lost But we bounce back Like 4 flats…
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Small Thought: To Draw
It’s strange The new things that tempt the soul The compassionate moments that never grow old Holding onto tales that strengthen weak souls You made nervous love grow bold Drawing us closer with every whisper Forever near but far away You etched my name Onto the palms of your hands We are intertwined with double…
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Remember Me
Underneath the velour The pearly, whites that shine like glittering snow Is a heart that desires a warmth That few people will ever come to know Is a small, distant flame of hope That flickers even when I feel low And though I know I may likely never see you again Still, in my soul……
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Never Dry
Your hands fail to catch it Your body longs for it Your ears hear it falling Your eyes search for it’s translucent form Plants grow toward the sun And wait for relief Deer eat grass And run towards the stream Water restores and maintains the body It is nourishing Giving ease to stained muscles And…
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Precious
I have seen a wounded animal fight to the death for a chance at life. I have seen birds of prey become the prey while hunting the adversary they thought was weaker. How often do we count out the people who have endured the most? The people that we believe will never recover or heal…
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Black History Month Short Poem
Days and nights spent wondering if things will get better You are the core of strange fruit That refuses to live without roots, You cultivated a culture from a soil you could never call home You are the epitome of blood meeting bone because you never gave up When the thunder struck, you kept going …
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Our Love is Deep
I promise you are it Between the two of us is a well of never ending love That gets deeper each time we reach in Understanding that their is no end Only a beginning That comes with each day we rise With happiness in our hearts And hope in our eyes I am yours and…
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