If I knew your poetry would suddenly 
disappear, 
I would have memorized 
every poem,
to comfort me
when I feel alone. 
Your words help heal 
my savaged soul.
I'm sad you had to go.

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You once asked me why I loved you.

I didn’t know what to say.

Because you are kind,

like a viper, killing quickly.

Or because you’re wicked smart,

like a jungle cat stalking its prey.

Because you see me, deeply,

that much is true.

I didn’t know what to say,

so I didn’t say anything at all.

In the silence that has settled

in the ye...

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To the marrow of a hinge in the door looming within the spaces in my spine.

 I partake unwillingly into the silence of the thereafter; I hear them walking after these hours...

I do so.

Linger in the niche halfway of dawn predesessing names, and umbilical alliances from the severed.

The key is in the shadow and the sun.

The howl before humanity: I am somehow unasleep, sleeping beneat...

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The world struts and saunters with its many wide wonders

  but nothing compares to my happy place

My thoughts still and slow and I let things go

  when I rest inside my happy place

My fancies run wild and I feel like a child

  when I play within my happy place

I build mind castles and deflate mighty hassles

  when I scheme inside my happy place

I feel sad and alone, so...

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I hold my crystal
my left hand it lights up
I pass it to you
your whole body lights up

every  muscle it touches it relaxes
and heals you
I know you feel it
because my heart it feels you

your body lit up with
a silver outline
the light it turns red at the base
of your spine

eliminates pain and energy
spare
every tiny molecule
every last hair

orange from red
your pelvis sacr...

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Step from the road of the known into the wild of the unknown.

My guide, the divine pulling me 3 finger widths beneath my last known uplink.

Wonders of the world exist all at once, spanning the confines of time.

I visit myself as a child and young adult.

Give hope to the past, while gaining wisdom from the future.

Crude oil refined into the supreme.

Let's suffer together.

...

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I come from a dark place

Naturally 

The land of no return some may call it 

Making my way back up to the surface 

After living in my head for 

I pay homage to the fall and winter 

Because it brings me closer to myself 

Yet I am starting to notice how much I have been ignoring the light 

How does the spring and summer affect me?

Besides being hot and feeling like I want t...

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I come from a dark place

Naturally 

The land of no return some may call it 

Making my way back up to the surface 

After living in my head for 

I pay homage to the fall and winter 

Because it brings me closer to myself 

Yet I am starting to notice how much I have been ignoring the light 

How does the spring and summer affect me?

Besides being hot and feeling like I want t...

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The Many Faces of Spirit Wind 

I told the lion in me to quiet down cause it had a loud roar 

The environment I was in encouraged me to let it out 

But I was not ready to explore 

A side of me that had red eyes and was engulfed in flames 

Cause I didn’t learn how to tame 

And maintain that energy 

So I kept quiet as the I let the hyenas pass me around 

Letting the fire burn 

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Forgive me, for not 
being the mother 
you needed me to be.

For being too busy,
too naive to see 
what was happening 
in front of me.

For being silent
when your father 
screamed and demeaned.

For when I thought it
was sweet that your 
boyfriend carried you
to your room when you 
"fell asleep".

For not enough hugs
and too many lectures.

For not seeing the signs
of addict...

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I wish you could 
see yourself 
as I see you. 

You see 
an outcast, 
rebel without a cause.

I see 
a tormented soul 
with so much potential. 

Silver-tongued sage, 
healing hearts 
with the flick of a pen 
on a tattered page. 
 

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If you become 
what you think about 
most of the time... 

I am becoming 
poetry, a lyrical 
fantasy floating 
in rhyme. 

I am becoming 
love and light,

Doing my best
to do what's right.

I am becoming 
forgiveness 
and peace. 

Healing souls
like Wayne 
and Louise.  

I am becoming
who God intended
me to be.

Leaving a loving
legacy. 

I am becoming 
free.

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This pain in the darkness…

It came to sudden eve to blaspheme the torment of branch through the quintessential. 

It took through the walls the solidity of ghost stories mending soul with ethereal strings and fire.

The amplitude of dust from centuries ferments in my body as life.

And, the blood seeps from the willow trees within pen as ink.

Playing into fruition heart chords drizzled...

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