Thursday, December 26, 2013

My Life

My experience requires nothing to look back on
instead- it requires me to be new every second.
No looking back from me- for I am gone
and my old life can't be reckoned.

I am new, newer still
with every word I compose
and believe I never will
as my life slows.

Just kidding.
I cant imagine being old yet. I am content with having the imagination of a two year old for now.
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Our desert (haiku)

I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones.  Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...

  • A piece
    I had something that I couldn't tell, a hope, a truth, and a lie as well. I rolled them all together with a postage stamp and mailed ...
  • Marker Cap
    I can't seem to find the Cap of the marker I was just using Now it will dry up and shrivel Instead of bleeding through my pages.
  • My Brother and I
    Going up to the counter at the store and being oh so small evermore. The laughter contorts my face all over and under the place A fort- ...