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Savaged Soul
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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Saturday 14th December 2019 5:25 am
What is Poetry?
Poetry is my
drug of choice,
calming rain,
rays of sunshine.
an antidote
to suffering,
waltzing words
on lonely nights,
my lost lover
whispering
in my ear,
release,
of fear,
wind beneath
birds in flight,
illuminating
light,
immortality...
Sunday 3rd November 2019 12:39 pm
Dear Poet
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.
Tuesday 5th March 2019 10:41 pm
The Enlightenment
We walk a
fine line in
our relationship
with others.
Words, powerful
as they are,
miss the idiosyncrasies
of body language
that convey sincerity
and good intention.
On the road
to enlightenment,
our muse sometimes
knicks old wounds
that the ego
rushes to protect.
Our responsibility
remains
with freedom
of expression,
to speak our truth
knowing some will ...
Thursday 31st January 2019 2:51 pm
My Dopamine
Your words flow
though my veins
and light up my soul
like nothing
I've ever known.
Chemical alchemy.
Cosmic destiny.
Beyond comprehension.
From another dimension.
Steam. My dopamine.
Thursday 10th January 2019 12:54 pm
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