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Blue Suede Stilettos
“Are those blue suede shoes?” you asked. “Are you color blind?” I replied, “And, that’s blue suede STILETTOS for ya.” “Smart mouth, I see.” “And you’re quite the observer.” “It just made me think of that Elvis’ song, and since I’m a fan…” “Well, you can drink my liquor, but don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.” “Ha! You know the song? I’m impressed.” “C’mon, it’s Elvis Presley—his biography might as well be a prerequisite for USA History 101.” I remember how you laughed at that silly comment when it wasn’t even funny. But, “You’re hilarious,” you said, unable to control your giggles. Is that a thing you do…
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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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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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Internal Scream
Someone once said that silence is the most powerful scream. The trick is knowing when someone really is just silent. A scream has many faces, many ways of interpretation. A scream has the habit of disguising itself as a greeting face. Big parenthesis from ear to ear may as well be deep marionette lines, but are invisible to the gullible eye. Do you ever notice when someone’s screaming inside? Or why? If you were more caring, more intuitive, you would. Sometimes I wish someone would notice. But they never do.
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Mister Cool Guy: A Poem
Can’t you see, girl? I’m trying to get to you, Doing crazy things that only artists do A shadow of your posts appears on my feed, my keyboard gets all eager, girl, A tweet I must set free I try to play it cool, pretend your face don’t matter, date one here and there, but low-key it’s you I’d rather. My style, very different for an erudite like you don’t deny yourself the pleasure of calling me your beau
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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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I Think I’m Ready
I think I’m ready to live my life the way I wanted. I think I’m ready to live my life and not look back. I think I’m ready to see more than white and black; to fly a little, to wake up late no voices saying to face the day. Sit in complete silence from dawn to dawn, stay up ’til inspiration is gone. In search of independence I’ve run away, but the road is long, I’m halfway. I miss sometimes the days I could write, when I borrowed verses from the night; the same old nights that made me ill, but things seemed always a bit more chill. Tranquil…
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Autumn Speaks
To feel your flame fanning my feet. It’s these little moments for which I live. As long as I can do this, it is not so bad that the pages of my calendar have turned to October and the marble floors are a frozen sea. As long as I can do this, let that inevitable cycle go on again and again. ‘Long as I can turn on the heat. Staring into a volcano; getting lost in my thoughts, wishing it didn’t burn to feel you so close. Like the rain, you make me find words in my head very deep. Our chemistry helps me breathe. Here, nothing matters. My Raynaud’s is…
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An Ever After Moment
I don’t understand weddings, but I understand love. Congratulations to all of you celebrating an engagement, wedding, or anniversary! May the spark never die. 🙂 Inspired by a moment of bliss: my brother’s happiness. (Made with Adobe Shape — what do you think? )
