BE THE POEM

Be
The
Love.

Be
The
Joy.

Be
The
Happiness.

Be
The
Pain.

Be
The
Tears.

Be
The
Sadness.

Be
The
Subject.

Be
The
Character.

Put
Yourself
In those places.

Be
The
Poem.
Written 8.10.18
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POETESS

She
Doesn’t always
Wear a dress.

Her
Mind
Is sometimes a mess.

Her
Eyes
Will never have true blindness.

Her
Lips may not confess
Even under duress.

Her
Heart holds feelings
Yet to be expressed.

The
Life of
A poetess.
Written 3.21.18
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TWISTED LOGIC

We
May have
The same thoughts
But
Still think differently.

Taking the mind
In one direction
Ending up
In another.

We
May see
The same picture
But
Still see it differently.

Assuming
The obvious
Ending up
In the not so obvious.

We
May have
The same feelings
But
Still feel differently.

Turning
Emotions
Inside out, upside down
Backwards.

In the end
Its
All about
Choice
Interpretation.

Our
Own
Personal
Twisted
Logic.
Written 3.3.18
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PARALLEL REALITY

Your
Birth name
Was
George.

Later
Changed
To Mickey
Honoring your mother’s wishes.

My
Dad’s
Name
Was George.

You
And
My dad
Share
The same age.

Your
Sister
And
One of dad’s
Share the same age.

Your cousin
And
I
Have the same
First and middle names.

You
And
I
Play
The same instrument.

Neither
Of
Us
Can read
A note.

Maybe
I
Could have been
As good as
You.

Except
I
Didn’t
Want
To practice.

I
Love
You
And
You love me.

I
Know
Because
You
Told me so.

Love being
The best part
Of
Our
Parallel Reality.
Written 2.23.18
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THE CLOUDS CRY

When
Thoughts
Are dark.

When
Hope
Is lost.

When
Dreams
Turn to nightmares.

When
Joy
Is just a name.

When
Soul and spirit
Are cracked.

When
Heart
Broken.

When
Peace
Is shattered.

The
Clouds
Cry.
Written 2.15.18
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TEARS

Tears
Tear apart
Or
Heal.

Tears
Happy
Or
Sad.

Tears
Laugh
Or
Cry.

Tears
Well and run
Catch them
Before they fall.
Written 12.15.17
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ASHES OF ROSES

On their wedding day
He gave her
Red roses
After they wilted
She threw them
In the fire.

On their anniversary
He gave her
Yellow roses
After they wilted
She threw them
In the fire.

On her birthday
He gave her
Lavender roses
After they wilted
She threw them
In the fire.

At
Her
Funeral
He placed
Pink roses
On her door.

At
Her grave
He poured over her
All
The sifted
Ashes of roses.
Written 12.6.17
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