NINE ELEVEN

When
The
Towers
Fell.

We
Didn’t worry about
Black
Or
White.

We
Didn’t worry about
Rich
Or
Poor.

We
Behaved
As
God
Intended.

We
Loved
Our
Neighbors.

We
Treated others
As
We wished to be treated.

Tender
In
Our
Hearts.

Tender
In
Our
Minds, souls and spirits.

Why
Did
That
Go away?
Written 9.7.18
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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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ALONE

When
You
Are
Here
Happy.

I am
Happy
For
And
With you.

Pushing
My
Personal
Happy tears
Down.

When
You
Are
Here
Sad.

I am
Sad
For
And
With you.

Pushing
My
Personal
Sad tears
Down.

When
You
Are
Far
Away.

Leaving
Me
Alone
I
Cry.
Written 3.13.18
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DANCING IN THE WEEDS

The
Girl
Remembers
In her dreams
Dancing alone
In the wildflowers.

The
Girl
Remembers
In her dreams
Becoming a woman
In the wildflowers.

The
Woman
In her reality, realizes
Life
Didn’t turn
Positively.

She
Now
Sees
She
Was
Dancing in the weeds.
Written 3.9.18
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THE RABBIT’S SCREAM

The wolves lie in wait
She crosses their path
The taunt begins.

Pushing
And
Shoving.

Claws
Fangs
Come out.

She screams
Once
Going unheard.

Death
Being easier
She doesn’t give in.

Staying
To fight
The good fight.

With battle scars
Seen and unseen
Her spirit remains unbroken.

Judgement day is coming
Soon
Free at last.
Written 12.21.06
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Not every day is
Sunshine and rainbows

WIELD CHAIR

For some
Its a place of judgement
Wheeled chair
Wield chair.

For others
Its a life sentence
Wheeled chair
Wield chair.

Throw it
As far as
You can throw it
Wheeled chair
Wield chair.

From broken window shards
To broken chains
Wheeled chair
Wield chair
Written 7.24.08
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Not every day is
Sunshine and rainbows

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