Posts
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All that you must give
If you give her salvation
She will rest a long time
She will seek in you
What you can never find
If you give her your soul
She will be true
She will live and love -
Mother Nature
Let me go back to the mountains
Back to the trees
Back to the forest who once mothered me -
What is left?
When all we have is spent
What will we have left?
Like an animal that runs through the forestSearching for the last of its kind to go
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If Only I Could
I could worry about the little things
The little things that don't matter
The material things
The things nobody but myself sees -
When it's time
When I am no longer myself
And you are no longer yourself
Will we meet again? -
Loves
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I Picked a Flower and Saw the Stars
When I lean against my grandma
On the green couch
She talks about things that used to be
Does that mean
When I’m her
My grandkids won’t understand
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i am a poet
i see things that no human ever should:
the intricate coding of life
an emotion held by the gaze of one person to another
a tear falling silently that helps grow a daffodil.
i am a poet
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Every Single One
The sky is not falling
Chicken Little went home
I wish this corrupted land was not my home
The politicians flew too close to the sun
I have now learned how a cheeto can run
The sky is falling
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Los Angeles Wildfires
I watched news report after news report
broadcasting the devastation of
the Los Angeles wildfires
on national television.
There was a sense of
hopelessness,
like there was nothing
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