Breathe a little, Live a little, Yearn a little, Burn a little
Poetry
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Poem: Unfeeling
One can, perchance, mourn the passing ofThe restless coils and toils of grief.Even as the heart expands in freedom fromThat…
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Poem: Quiet moments
I sit here, among the flowers that now bloom In the gentling dusk gilded by the quietly setting sun,
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Poem: On being a poet
Can a poet be happy, I truly wonder?Except as a temporary passing whimIf she decides, weary of angst,To allow mundane…
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Poem: My Home
Decorated by my love and imagination Home is wherever I lay my head.
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Poem: You know why?
I promise I’ll respect Others’ space, I won’t pry. But I won’t let anyone stop me From living my own life.
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Poem: Lines on my palm
No ends, no beginnings, just infinite loops, As I watch my self, my self watches too.
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Poem: Why I am angry
She is flawed and foolish and arrogant and thoughtless, I’m not. She is quiet and polite and courteous. I’m not.
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Poem: What is death?
And I pray That one day When I go no one will mourn I leave in peace as I was born.
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In me the river flows is set of poems that describe the complex layers of betrayal and grief to resolute determination, with calm pools of compassion through it.
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