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Saturday, August 29, 2020
After a major storm
After a major storm
Emotions peaked and went
Deadwood is left upon
The base of a bridge bent
It may take another
Rising water and storm
To release or forgive
To heal again the norm
Bolstered up on my own
Bolstered up on my own
Wishes to be better
Healing or hurrying
Track suit or full sweater
Keeping weeds from growing
Better fence to neighbors
Inviting tender hearts
Alongside the labors
Somewhere in a forgot
Somewhere in a forgot
But not forgotten lost
An importance tugged hard
On its leash at all cost
A bauble, a brief bloom
A button needing thread
On an article of
Clothing that I had shed
Do I turn this corner
Do I turn this corner
Little significance
Just one syllable more
Altering the cadence
Self-imposed strategy
Graduate to seven
Or maybe even eight
Or nine, ten, eleven
Monday, August 24, 2020
There are burdens with dreams
There are burdens with dreams
Anchors dragged through oceans
Cargo thrown overboard
To encourage motions
But without them - abyss
A darkness without edge
We must Imagine and
Set compasses to pledge
Wednesday, August 19, 2020
Having no empathy
Having no empathy
And those that cannot feel
Approach with knowledge of
Impenetrable peel
Not capable of love
We should have been afraid
It was not about "all"
Just only their parade
All of these absolutes
All of these absolutes
(I'm finding that funny)
Even a cloudy day
Is still a bit sunny
Never ever again
(And still I have to laugh)
Negating my own self
In an intended gaffe
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