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Love poems relevant for lovers of any gender and orientation! Share the love!
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Love poems relevant for lovers of any gender and orientation! Share the love!
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There is something I would like to say. Don’t be afraid to have a different opinion than your neighbors, family, and friends. My country is based on the idea that we can get along without agreeing on everything. Freedom of speech means we can have open, honest discussions without fear of government reprisal. We should be kind though. We should not use our freedoms to … Continue reading Be Kind, Be Honest, Be Brave
Freedom is different than I once thought. When I thought of freedom, I thought of what I could gain by losing everything I have. Of leaving and starting new somewhere else. Of a life not bound by the restraints of work and bills and cleaning. But that’s not freedom. Freedom is getting to take flight without giving up your place to land. It’s having nothing … Continue reading Freedom
Success is… Improving over time. Being proud of yourself. Making a decision and sticking with it. Wanting to know something, and actually learning it. Being flexible enough to change your mind when you learn more. Continue reading Success
People make jewelry out of the strangest things. Beads made of clay or stone or gems. I used to have a bracelet made of lava and squirrel vertebrae. I loved that thing. This is a weird blog – I’m really not sure where I’m going with it. I’ve just been thinking about that bracelet. I miss it. It was supposed to help me avoid anger/stay … Continue reading Beads and Bones
I love how this cover turned out! I wasn’t sure… thought it might be too dark or dirty or unclear, but now that I see it in person… I love it! I’m so proud of this depressing little poetry book! Continue reading I Got My Copy!
It’s interesting how much we look forward to changes in our environment. In winter, we look for the colors of spring. In summer, we look for the colors of autumn. We look forward to the temperature getting lower, or higher. Occasionally, we think, “What a nice day it is today!” But usually, we find the lacking before we find the beauty. When we do find … Continue reading When Comes the Color
If you have seen my newest poetry chapbook, you know I deal with depression. Depression is not something I would wish on anyone, but it has given me a unique perspective on mortality. Death is beautiful. I have no fear of death. I’m not physically reckless because I don’t want to be injured. I’m not financially reckless either, because I like having a home and … Continue reading Beautiful Death
Depressed Shout out to the depressed Just trying to get by. Keeping eyes open With regurgitated lies I don’t feel happy I’m not even that sad I say I’m hopeful So they don’t feel bad It’ll be okay If tomorrow ever comes But I’ll still be struggling To believe in the dawn. Hello, friends! I thought I’d share a little ditty I wrote as 2020 … Continue reading Pet Hamster Zombie; a Short Commentary on the Longevity of Feeling Meh
Mediating on different subjects is a wonderful thing to do, but it’s not meditation. To me, meditation, by definition, is on nothing. Yet, every other article on the subject is about meditating on nature, on change, on your purpose.. on something. When you are starting out, it can be useful to have something to think about. And it is always good to take time out … Continue reading Meditating on Nothing
There comes a time when one must realize an end. We are here on borrowed time, Using borrowed bodies, hearts, and minds. Our memories and actions will be erased. Only our souls, memoryless, Shall endure as maturing beings. We are immortal, but our bodies are not. Life is an overwhelming And educational condition. Soul to souls to soul, visceral bodies spent. Only our true cores … Continue reading Immortal
When roses rest, They are still beautiful. Their scent becomes stronger, Their color more vibrant. When I grow old, I’d like to be like a rose, Personality clear, Treasured until the end. Continue reading When Roses Rest
Violet and gold, Green and gray, There never was another way. Blue and black, Candy apple red, I won’t forget what was said. Strawberry tarts, Pumpkin pie, A grain of truth in every lie. Cherry danish, Lemon meringue, I won’t be coming here again. Orange and peach, Nectarine and grape, I don’t think it’s a mistake. Cantaloupe, And honeydew, I’ll be better off without you. … Continue reading The Last Holiday, A Rhyme