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Some People: A Poem
Some people love so hard the first time they don’t know how to do it twice. Some people are hard on themselves but soft on whom don’t treat them right. Some people laugh when they mean to cry. Some people go to church to seem nice when they’re rotten inside. Some people can’t let go of some people who broke their heart. Some people can move on the next day and be all right. Some people stay a little longer even if it rips them apart. Some people come and go like the seasons. Some people hate goodbyes of wrong reasons. Some people let age dictate what they should feel.…
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Across the Bed
On my back sometimes across the bed I lay, answers I search arms spread out, I’m down in defeat as if by doing so, life would change a bit Doesn’t it feel like the most comforting thing? Doesn’t it feel like the ceiling is listening? Maybe baring my soul for the unknown gives me some weird kind of hope? I have more questions than answers but if you do get life, say so.
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Art is Music
Inspired by the cover photo of Rihanna’s album, Unapologetic. I love her song “What Now” from that album, so I just sketched it one day while listening. Music is art; art is music.
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Rain, Rain, Don’t Go Away
We don’t have to wish it away for it often brings renewed thoughts and stems. Sure it’s already autumn and you’d rather see the leaves fall than rain drops cause frizz and chaos. The streets filled with fast-moving folks looking for shelter for their unadventurous souls. Fire can burn, but rain; rain is my friend. There’s no more comforting, inspiring sound or view to me than the rain on my window pane. It can be overwhelming — with homesickness, reminiscence, warmth, motivation, happiness and nostalgia all hitting at once. But, it is the best mood setter. (Just don’t ask me to drive places.) Remix it with the sound of an…
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Earth For Days
When celebrating Earth, I’m always reminded of two things: 1) We’re all citizens of this planet, so let us stop calling other humans “illegal.” And 2) Without Earth, there’s no us — let’s do all we can to keep it clean and take better care of it. Astronomer Carl Sagan’s beautiful famous words on Earth, Pale Blue Dot, are a good reminder of our place in the vast Universe. Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering,…
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Your Secret is Safe with Me (But We All Know)
How many haven’t heard a friend say those words before; in person, over the phone…while on speakerphone? I’ve learned the hard way that the best kept secret is that which never leaves your big mouth. It is extremely likely that your BFF is not my BFF, and if I trust you, it is because you’ve passed the years-long arduous trustworthiness test, and I fully expect you to abide by these unwritten rules of confidentiality. Unfortunately, not everyone will care as much as you about your own privacy. Some people just can’t keep a secret, but we will never find out until the secret is out. It has to happen…
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I Have a Daydream
When you stare out the window and see all your dreams realized before your eyes… It was all a dream.
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Life Trying to Knock You Out?
Here’s a reminder to anyone who can relate not to throw in the towel yet. You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary…so you can know who you are, and what you can rise from. –Maya Angelou (My guess is life wears a hat and smokes Cuban cigars.)
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Dear Santa: Keep Your Presents
(Sorry, kids, about the spoil alert.) This year I want nothing but peace and comfort for Syrian refugees. I’ve just about had it with all these stories of horror. Are you tired, too? Or is your heart made of stone? I can’t stand how we helplessly watch so much human suffering and do nothing about. How can we help? I mean, who do you even ask for help? Nope, your god can’t save them either. Borders are stupid, people. Our earth is massive; why be so greedy? There’s room for all. So, keep your presents, Santa. What we need here on Earth is PEACE and love. Yes, a lot of…
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Next Stop, Brooklyn
Little Miss Perfect Sitting at the train stop Red Nike high tops Listening to hip-hop. While we were waiting Started conversating Before I got her name Along came a train; Next stop, Brooklyn. ~Bruno Mars
