Category: second
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Wisdom
My Father wasn’t a warrior in a typical sense. But he was a fighter to me. When a good man takes a stand even if it’s just for a second the world stands still. The tide shifts, the bedrock shakes and a new day full of blue skies and opportunity begins. When more people feel…
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Pools
Can I love you with my eyes closed? Just ease into the comfort of your embrace As I imagine you staring at the contours of my face Feeling every second as though it were my last Thinking nothing of the future And neglecting the mistakes of the past Falling in love with the thought of…
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A Fantasy
See your special to me like hope parasailing over oceans That hold tales deeper than tear drops That constantly fall from full rain clouds ready to burst If they don’t tell something See you like asphalt to me Harder than stone Black and gray like concrete You tug at me like a dog with a…
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Battle For Keeps
Fight Bloody knuckles Pushing back tears Clinching teeth Balled up fist Greased up face Cornrows to the back Passionate eyes Steady gaze Eager, light, prancing feet A song in your heart Defeat far from your mind Time burns away Minutes turn into seconds Low grunts from aching ribs And sore abs Let flesh contact flesh…
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Mine
Sorry I’ve been gone for awhile I’ve been working, praying, staying focused Driving quickly to the next place Getting over the traumas of yesterday While utilizing every second that leads to a new tomorrow Preparing for the unseen blessings And challenges that set my heart ablaze Building the bricks of contentment one row at a…
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Looking For Reasons
The reasons we trust are varied and few in-betweenOvercoming feelings of isolation and heart breakFor a tomorrow that shines brighter than yesterdayYou are blue sky to me The moving white clouds of hopeful ecstasy You are the warm falling rain on worn rooftops Thoughts of you bleed into my dreams Like a hand cut by…
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Unseen Tomorrow
Sometimes, the heart doesn’t know… Yesterday from tomorrow It seems like the days all run together The seconds blur into minutes Followed by inconsequential hours We look toward the unseen Like a fawn searching for their mother’s face, Fresh out the womb Procreated quickly but birthed too soon The future is based on the present…
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Waiting
Waiting Restless hearts want to know… How far does your love go? Does it swing to the bedrock of a damp soul? Or does it soar like an eagle in mid-flight? Does it vanish during the day? Then exhume at night? Is it the peak of hope? Or the plains in-between? Could it be the…
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