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I write that which is whispered to me in the hopes to touch your soul. To let you feel all that life has to offer. To open your eyes and mine, and create connections of human existence.

Tag: Acceptance

Take a Minute to Find Out
Poetry

Take a Minute to Find Out

Hangry throws a temper tantrum Rambles sometimes incoherent Frustrated at life’s complexities Not always after sustenance Of the delectable edible … Continue reading Take a Minute to Find Out

Build the Tribe
Poetry

Build the Tribe

Split into bulging pouches Segregated by difference The powers dictate Diverticulitis of society Infection of intolerance spreads And to the … Continue reading Build the Tribe

Let Go Tomorrow
Poetry

Let Go Tomorrow

Crept in silence like a burglar To steal the unnecessary Pilfer the stress and the worry From the furrows in … Continue reading Let Go Tomorrow

Matured Thinking
Poetry

Matured Thinking

Slipping through our fingers These uncontrollable sands of time Minutes lost to the irrelevant Faster it seems, the older we … Continue reading Matured Thinking

Stubborn
Poetry

Stubborn

Lost in a coat of white Blending with all the other lambs In the difference of action and belief The … Continue reading Stubborn

Conditional
Poetry, Stream of Conciousness

Conditional

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “first thing.” Start your post with the words, “first thing” … Continue reading Conditional

Meet Me
Poetry

Meet Me

Into the curl of warming comfort When the world falls apart I seek the blanket of solitude To heal and … Continue reading Meet Me

Immature
Poetry

Immature

They lionize the cut of a face The sultry curve of a waist And ignore the content of the soul … Continue reading Immature

Right, Wrong or Different
Poetry

Right, Wrong or Different

Though we watch the same screen We see different things Tainted by our opinions Painted with our beliefs In the … Continue reading Right, Wrong or Different

Wasted Years
Poetry

Wasted Years

Lucid dream or nightmare I fight to feel awake Is this my life or not? Struggle to grasp the scene … Continue reading Wasted Years

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