Crushed under the weight
Of all the many things I've done
Finally I see the missing piece,
Struck senseless again with guilt
The simple truth is that I am wrong
Once again I am stuck in this place
Every time I go back to this
I marvel in amazement
The blindness of my own eyes;
My hard-hearted pride in full view
Help me come back to the light
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 ...
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I was told that I was not really a poet. I just write in prose half the time. I wasn't inventive "[You're] no Robert Frost...
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You know you unfollowed me And I haven't felt the same since. Do you still care? You said I was your best friend But I don't kno... -
When the sun falls Beyond the cool horizon And the wind calms for just a second- Before the moment fails, When it just takes time To se...