feelings
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Pain
Twisting burning in the gut, how I wish it would just stop. Comes and goes like the tide, on waves of pain do I ride. Some days good, others bad. Never do I know which I will have. In the end it makes me sad, and at my body oh so mad. I want to Continue reading
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Passing Time
Where are the snows of yesteryear? -François Villon The wheel turns, the story moves on. And yet we refuse to be drug along. Clinging to our pain, or perhaps our ill gotten gains. Holding on for dear life, of the memories that cause us strife. What was yesterday, but now the past? A thing so Continue reading
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Should I
Should I try, to say the words in my head? Write you a letter that will never be read? Should I share the way I feel? Only to watch it come crashing beneath your heel. The words that we speak that come from our heart. These things are spoken of only in the dark. The Continue reading
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Point of view
I can be the hero, play that part so well. Or I can be the villain, make you scream and wail. It all depends on point of view, word of mouth, all by you. I can be a shining light, or a beacon of dreadful fright. Lift you up from the darkened pit, or perhaps Continue reading
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From afar
Can I love you, without you being near? Without feeling pain or fear? I think I can, let’s try and see. Always fighting for your attention, I never seemed to learn my lesson. Staying close filled with pain, left me with nothing to show, no gain. So I stepped back and took a bow. Thinking Continue reading
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Why, I survived
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder why, I do these things, and let you get by. Under my skin, buried within, where the torment will never end. I gave you my heart and your tore it asunder, making sure I knew I’d made a grievous blunder. Leaving me broken, I could not help but wonder. Continue reading
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Meditate
“Only a joyful, open mind and attitude, always sustaining you.” – Atisha I’ve settled down to a still place, trying to make my heart not race. I need some peace and quiet here. Cities hustle I cannot hear. I close my eyes and take a breath. What I find makes me perplexed. Calmness spreads as Continue reading
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Art
Some see beauty in canvas art, paintings that speak from the heart. Others see it in marble or stone. Carving it until wonders are shone. Still others see it a different way, in how the written word on paper plays. Dancing through times unknown, keeping records of great renown. Stories and songs, poems and tales. Continue reading
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Playing games
I know more than I see. I see more than I show. Don’t lie to me, for I will always know. You set yourself up for failure, when you try to hide the truth. For the secrets in your eyes, I can read like a book. All I have to do, is take a little Continue reading
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In Others Eyes
A man is happy if he finds praise and friendship within himself. You can never be sure of where you stand in someone else’s heart. -Havamal stanza 8 Where do we stand, in other peoples eyes? Is it a good place, or shall we be surprised. Are we the sunshine in the darkest night? Or Continue reading
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
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