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Stories and plots unraveling
Fresh open pages,
A musty old smell,
Etched onto paper, lie stories unravelling,
Adventures untangling,
A break from reality,
A mirror to your life.
Opportunities opening up,
New perspectives being handed to you, -
A Glimmer Of Color In A Black And White World
My world is in black and white. Literally. My skin is gray, and my hair is black. Everyone around me has gray skin too. The same gray eyes. The only thing in my world that isn't black ane white are th -
Painting My Island
My oar dips into the water, and pulls it aside. Dip. Pull. -
Dream Library
I haul open a large glass door, and step inside to shield myself from the freezing weather, soon to realize that I am in a library. It's warm here. I want to stay so I might as well look around and see if I can find a good boo -
Happiness Shining
Happiness is joy,
the excitement of waking up on your birthday,
the warmth of the sun on your face,
happiness is like flowers blooming,
like when wild flowers and grass peak out from inbetween the cracks in a sidewalk, -
A watery world
Smooth, cool liquid,
soothing your muscles,
relaxing your mind,
a watery world, stretched out,
into a long, wavy surface,
that hides coral, fish, and crabs,
turtles, rays, and eels,
squid, octopus, and seaweed,
Loves
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to want to be
i don't know who i am
nor do i think i ever will
but
i want to be so much.
i want to be a poet,
carefully nurturing
then raising and sharing,
the sustenance of the soul.
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why i petted the dog on the side of the road on a particularly humid texas afternoon
because i was exhausted and cranky
and it was too late in the week to be walking home
and because texas was threatening to rain all over us, especially me. -
Improbability
Oh, no, I’m not here
For a reason.
It’s an almost comforting thingThe fleck of light of a chance
The infinite things
That had to go right.
If I were a different person -
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I love the smile on people's faces when I hand them a poem with their name on it & yes of course you get to keep it.
