Droopy leaves,
Furry trees,
Red kisses shown when sudden breeze.
How much I love a walk in winter’d early weather; when Fall but rains on tall shoulders in a stroll!
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slinky
I always do this.
I stay awake and search for some knowledge/
Something I can learn and digest;
And, when I’ve found the night’s well dry,
I slink to sleep, defeated.I never go to sleep exhilarated, or as though
I’ve championed something. I always rub my eyes
And bury my head, slowing breath to sleep.
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to heart
Everytime I look around,
another brother falling down;
i just try to raise them up,
tell them i can be like them
or i can be like Him and
keep pressing on, despite
the world; I know the way
they hold onto Earthly things,
and all I have to say
is good luck with that–
I depend on Him, rise with Him,
fall with Him, belong with Him,
live for Him, give to Him
all the time I can/and more.
it’s not about who’s written
this, just who’s taken it to
heart and lived through eyes of His.
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disco ball
Ey, like a disco ball I got t(a) keep spinning
To keep my image fresh; oldest trick
Not written: Change to maintain relevance
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Who I Am
I stand,
Sit,
Am laying/
Hovering here in a landscape devoid of all
I know may exist;
Tall, wide, narrow, deep–
I do not know these, nor
More than myself,
If even who I am.
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Asphalt, like captured rain
Asphalt, like captured rain, flows by our dry car
; so many possibilities, I wish we’d turn around
, re-calculate this route to find our own way ho-
me. Maybe next time, again. Again? Yeah.