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Personal poetry about the way you feel about yourself
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My Little Pond
Looking out of the glass
my life's aquarium
so pretty around me
coral reefs and fishes
I sit here feeling happy
looking at you magnified
and wishing you were real
but I am just sitting here
looking out and smiling
at You
my life's aquarium
so pretty around me
coral reefs and fishes
I sit here feeling happy
looking at you magnified
and wishing you were real
but I am just sitting here
looking out and smiling
at You
#SelfReflection
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sudden illness and a nurse
Sudden illness and a nurse
it is Saturday, the air has a whiff of spring
and I was too tired to go to the bakery
to get my, one a week Danish Pastry
It was a week when my wife ended up in
hospital, I knew what was wrong with her
but I was overruled by the health doctor
In the evening, as I was having a glass of wine
and a forbidden cigarette on the balcony
prepared for a calm evening, a knock on
the door of the unwanted.
A couple related to my wife came to visit
her at the hospital (I think my wife rang)
the...
it is Saturday, the air has a whiff of spring
and I was too tired to go to the bakery
to get my, one a week Danish Pastry
It was a week when my wife ended up in
hospital, I knew what was wrong with her
but I was overruled by the health doctor
In the evening, as I was having a glass of wine
and a forbidden cigarette on the balcony
prepared for a calm evening, a knock on
the door of the unwanted.
A couple related to my wife came to visit
her at the hospital (I think my wife rang)
the...
#courage
#forgiveness
#admiration #emotions
#admiration #emotions
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Sticking My Neck Out
When i was just a child
A parent told me
When i grow up
It's a good idea
To be a little rational
Being regularly lost in myriad thoughts
And daydreams
I only heard
What to me
Sounded like
Be a little rash
So to impress my parents
I decided to go beyond
Their limited expectations of me
So i became very rash
On a lighter note
Such as falling out of trees
Over the top of bicycle handlebars
Building underground tunnels
That could of caved in at any time
Anyway
I only remember this moment in...
A parent told me
When i grow up
It's a good idea
To be a little rational
Being regularly lost in myriad thoughts
And daydreams
I only heard
What to me
Sounded like
Be a little rash
So to impress my parents
I decided to go beyond
Their limited expectations of me
So i became very rash
On a lighter note
Such as falling out of trees
Over the top of bicycle handlebars
Building underground tunnels
That could of caved in at any time
Anyway
I only remember this moment in...
#satirical
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeChangingMoment
#LifeAsAWriter #LifeChangingMoment
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Mea Culpa
was it my fault?
what did i do?
i was so little
always felt his
anger, tangible
at the surface
as i got older
bits & pieces
were laid bare
on the news
i searched for
clarity, trying to
figure out who
this man is?
the only thing
i know osvaldo
was his name
given name
he's a bottler
a closed book
was he a victim
or a witness or
...an abuser?
my father who
once was a friar
whatever he's ...
what did i do?
i was so little
always felt his
anger, tangible
at the surface
as i got older
bits & pieces
were laid bare
on the news
i searched for
clarity, trying to
figure out who
this man is?
the only thing
i know osvaldo
was his name
given name
he's a bottler
a closed book
was he a victim
or a witness or
...an abuser?
my father who
once was a friar
whatever he's ...
#religion
#confessional
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It’s Time
Someone here said it perfectly
“Grief and loss
Get more attention than joy”
I no longer want to be guilty
Of giving grief more of my time
Than it deserves
It’s about time for me
To pull my head
Out of my ass
Stop wallowing
And get on
With the business
Of living
And loving again
I could concentrate
On the pain
But I’d rather
Pay attention
To...
“Grief and loss
Get more attention than joy”
I no longer want to be guilty
Of giving grief more of my time
Than it deserves
It’s about time for me
To pull my head
Out of my ass
Stop wallowing
And get on
With the business
Of living
And loving again
I could concentrate
On the pain
But I’d rather
Pay attention
To...
#happiness
#love
#breakup
#SelfReflection
#gratitude
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Nashville Girl
Princess Alia like Malon. writing about her boy, Link.
To dusk till dawn, she always writes and plays.
Zelda Ocarina of Time!
Barefoot in the rain and desert.
To dusk till dawn, she always writes and plays.
Zelda Ocarina of Time!
Barefoot in the rain and desert.
#SelfDiscovery
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Happily
I see no future.
Defined only by memories,
knowing full well they are
slowly dying, and I with them.
No solace.
Even the greatest fade.
A dust to be exhaled,
dead skin that falls away.
Will I be remembered?
For a time perhaps, a blink
of an eye. Eroding into extinction
I become nothing.
Happily.
Defined only by memories,
knowing full well they are
slowly dying, and I with them.
No solace.
Even the greatest fade.
A dust to be exhaled,
dead skin that falls away.
Will I be remembered?
For a time perhaps, a blink
of an eye. Eroding into extinction
I become nothing.
Happily.
#memories
#LifeCycle
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Slow Dancing
I used to dance on his feet
When I didn’t he would get frustrated that I always had to take the lead
I think it was just a precursor to how things were going to be
Slow dancing with daddy
When I didn’t he would get frustrated that I always had to take the lead
I think it was just a precursor to how things were going to be
Slow dancing with daddy
#myself
#SelfReflection
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UHO
It’s an X file
An unexplained phenomenon
Unidentified human object
Alien first contact
Proof there is intelligent life
Bring in Alan Turing
Autistic code breaker
To decipher the neurotypical enigma
So many random settings
The simplest message is scrambled
An unexplained phenomenon
Unidentified human object
Alien first contact
Proof there is intelligent life
Bring in Alan Turing
Autistic code breaker
To decipher the neurotypical enigma
So many random settings
The simplest message is scrambled
#Autism
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A Passed Age
Seems like an age has passed
Slow days and faster decades
And though it's not really surprising
I'm still surprised that we haven't
Run into each other
Somewhere
In this huge city
In all these years
In essence I was just a boy
That last day
Now there's very little essence left
And I'm old and wrinkled
And it sets me to thinking
On those days that I think of you
That you must be old as well
But I simply can't picture it
My thought version of you
Remains stuck in the 90's
Just a girl in essence yourself ...
Slow days and faster decades
And though it's not really surprising
I'm still surprised that we haven't
Run into each other
Somewhere
In this huge city
In all these years
In essence I was just a boy
That last day
Now there's very little essence left
And I'm old and wrinkled
And it sets me to thinking
On those days that I think of you
That you must be old as well
But I simply can't picture it
My thought version of you
Remains stuck in the 90's
Just a girl in essence yourself ...
#aging
#nostalgia
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Subtle Thoughts of Autumn
The rain falls all around me.
Its gentle, soothing music like golden chimes.
There are colors in the wind.
Reds and blues, the slight breath
of leaves in autumn.
Like fingers lightly slipping down my spine.
I am deeply hurting.
A soft infatuation.
It stings to think of him.
I gently glide my fingers through my hair,
its sweet perfume of roses and snow
rushing to greet me.
I dream of falling snowflakes,
feel deep inside me the heartbeat throb
of sadness. I turn to leave,
and instead of saying goodbye, ...
Its gentle, soothing music like golden chimes.
There are colors in the wind.
Reds and blues, the slight breath
of leaves in autumn.
Like fingers lightly slipping down my spine.
I am deeply hurting.
A soft infatuation.
It stings to think of him.
I gently glide my fingers through my hair,
its sweet perfume of roses and snow
rushing to greet me.
I dream of falling snowflakes,
feel deep inside me the heartbeat throb
of sadness. I turn to leave,
and instead of saying goodbye, ...
#love
#depression
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Redeemed
Once a stalker,
a murderer,
a killer,
now a sweet girl
who hugs Josh
when he gets triggered
in the groin.
Kisses him sweetly on the lips
a murderer,
a killer,
now a sweet girl
who hugs Josh
when he gets triggered
in the groin.
Kisses him sweetly on the lips
#God
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2 Comments
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