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Wired Fence
I really thought I could do it.
They made it look so easy.
The 5'10" giant with the blue soccer jersey
The 5'8" goalie with the strong jump.
Me. Their short horizontally fast striker. Bench warmer. Which ever. -
Boop. A Tiny Writes Conversation.
Man I love Tiny Writes. A place you can stop by, chat about a variety of topics, answer deep questions and share thoughts. It was great to hear the intriguing spirited conversation in answer to "boop."
boop
beep -
Future Dictations from Dr Ikco #90
Prompt: You get a letter from someone who claims to be you from a different dimension. What does it say? -
Numbered Haiku
Feeling like a cute tired pigeon
Resting in a fruit bowl.
Kinda vibing
It be fun.
Not to fly; but sleep
Feel like a cucumber-
Cool.
Shmerrrp.
Pigeon eat cucumber. Strange dreams.
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Jelly and Marshmellows
At 1:23 each week exactly
Robinson Moroson Georgous Mcclackly
Strides to the store to buy a few things,
And when he leaves the bag he swings
Roninson’s beard is salt peper gray
His eyes are a brown and and blue. -
Silver Rings
I'm wide awake with little pride
I'd rather be asleep.
an yet the voices in my head
for hours had to peep.
They told me stories so intruiging
doubts from in my heart,
they whispered reassuring words
Loves
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I wish I could
I wish I could,
You know
Just let things go
But my head
Keeps going
going
going
going
gone.
Never to be the same again
Thoughts during the day turn to daydreams
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What Writing Is To Me
When I write I don't really know what I'm doing or what I'm writing about. I get stuck, I want to write but don't know what to do or I try to write then totally go off topic.
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if it hadn't have been for you
I wait in the dark,
with the clouds poking through the atmosphere.
I look to the stars
begging for their help.
They shoot dust in my eyes;
which brings the tears
I watch the moon as it's turning
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Why did I go?
Rain falls from the sky,
Yet my feet are cemented on the ground.
And the water beads on my face,
Turning my hair wet when I wish it were dry.
But somehow I don't care.
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The Smell of Fall
I want to smell the fall in the air
As we look up in the sky
Full of stars all different yet alike
I want the breeze to echo your name
As it floats along the wind -
Forever
Three years ago,
You said forever.
And I repeated it,
It left a sweet taste in my mouth.
Like sugar poured onto a lemon,
Covering up the sour bitterness.