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Mortal Impossibilities
Surprise me. Take me to the moon so many promises have failed to climb. Show me the sunset at sunrise. Will you make come true that song’s lines, and for me the Kilimanjaro climb a thousand times? You vow never to make mistakes, but human we are and we break. If I’m the sole reason that you breathe, promise you won’t die if I leave? Told me I’m more precious than the Stonehenge stones; I can’t promise you forever, I’m flesh and bones. Loving can be short, Neruda said, and forgetting, so long. Only proceed if you know you’re strong. For us mortals the impossible seems easy; we become dreamy…
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Exes: You’ll Be Alright
First come the problems then it’s the fights then the denial then, boom – goodbye. One remote day, though healed over time you’re friends again hang out ’til sunrise You’ll be alright
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Rejection
Like an ice injection in the blood vessels of someone with Raynaud’s; That is rejection.
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Wooden Scars
Lately, I find myself overly appreciating everything. Anything may turn into a lovely piece of art, and that’s not necessarily a bad thing. I’ve learned to look at the positives in the not-so-positive moments, turning them into poetry or a symphony. I’ve learned to appreciate the smallest things. The other day, as I was doing some cleaning, a scratch on the console table got my attention. It made me stop for a thought of appreciation. Running my fingers through the small crater, I followed its shape. Beautiful, I thought, as I wiped away the dust. Beautiful? Maybe it isn’t really beautiful and I’m being overly sentimental and dramatic (because I just…
