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A Glimmering Pool of Inspiration
A bubble of light rests atop the water,
Glimmering and glinting across the lake.
It’s a pocket of sunshine,
A pillow of glowing hope,
A pool of life.
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The Orchestra of Fall
Autumn leaves flutter around my head,
The color popping in the chilly,
Swirling air.
The veins stretch out,
Delicate within the leaves.
They connect,
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A Pathway of Hope
Bits of sunshine peep through tree branches,
The rays cascading over the glimmering water.
The reflected light forms a pathway,
A trail towards the sun.
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Complex Ridiculousness
Thoughts and ideas twirl,
Merging storylines,
Squashing facts,
Manipulating personalities,
Melding stories together.
Little pockets of reality spin
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Galleries of Mantras
Everyone has their own religion,
Something they can look upon.
It could be a motto,
A quote or a book.
There are widely known religions,
With belief filled books.
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A Spark of Worth
Little orange mushrooms sprout,
The ruffle running along a crack
In the dark wooded log.
The rain is constant,
Drizzling across the lake,
Fogging the air,
Settling gloom into everything.
Loves
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It feels as though so much has changed and yet
The tides still ebb
The sun still rises
The trees still grow
My curls are longer now.
We have a new president new governorsDifferent colors speckling made up maps
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I wish
I wish I could see the world like a puzzle
with each piece
having one
rightful
place.
But there is far too much
idealist romantic
in me
for that to be the case.
I think
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Eyes Opened and Closed
Every time I open my eyes I see a different world staring back at me.
Sometimes it’s beautiful.
Sometimes I hate it.
Lately, I've seen more hate than love.
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transcendence
The cymbals clashed. The audience erupted. The lights flipped on. And then, it was time for us. Time for the dozens of hours we had spent practicing to pay off in three minutes.
