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Life inspires us

To work harder

To do better

with each passing day’s

Sunrise and sunset.

Golden pink sun rays

Can repay this debt

I owe such grandeur

Beating muscles to endure

beyond time clocks

and pay checks

through a Universal energy

Sparkles you and me.

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We are a beautiful breed.

For Beauty we bleed

Our Souls on the page

Knitting words in moments

of Truth unspoken–

haze of day’s rage

when Happiness remembered

Knocks tauntingly

rattling the cage

we somehow choose

to live this life contained

within deception’s brain.

Why does True Beauty bring

Eyes wide and Light Bright

make us squint and close.

Our ears, in the sand combing

onion skins thin cries

cutting o’lives lies

by Lending Honesty

and Listening to LOVE

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Skyline drive

 

golden velvet liquid ripples

become lavender smoke

grows silence pre dark’s crowning

blessing time `s near broke.

keen aim ablaze propels

Nature’s gentle admiration-

profound Magic smiles-

to steady thoughts of calm creation.

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“A rose by any otherPhoto on 2013-05-19 at 15.46 name would smell as sweet” wisdom from a babe, implying how labels or judgements matter not. Certainly to Juliette- Romeo’s last name and their houses having a long-standing Hatfield vs. McCoy type family feud, made not her love for him more dim. Some people love … let us use … garlic, while others cannot stand it.  Personally, I relish the smell of fresh cut garlic the instant it hits heat, and the residual aroma left lingering on my fingers hours later, mmm mmmm yum yum yum.  If there ever were a true chance of becoming a vampire, final death via garlic consumption would inevitably be mine.  However, regardless of it’s all around deliciousness to me, more than the undead are repelled.

Born with inherent opinion, we know instinctively I do/do not like that color/smell/taste/knowledge/attitude/opinion/sound.  It is not something to be rationalized or convinced otherwise. Regardless of how healthy mushrooms are for me, I canNOT get past the texture. Reportedly, I use to consume them in mass quantities before I can remember, but as far as my recollection- ick, gross, nu-uh.  Such is the case with each of us, we may not be able to articulate here and now why or what we do or don’t care for, but we know how we feel in our gut. Though tastes may change, most likely it still will not be a conscious decision.

The visceral gut is the space from which great acting springs, where our spirit sings, or screams.  This impulse is antithetical to a contrived manipulation and rationalization of the head and ego demanding how we want others to behave or the scene to go. Living truthfully, embracing the serendipity of each moment, discovering, allowing it to be the rose it IS rather than wishing it morph to another within our control- such is life- struggle vs. acceptance: frustration or surrender.  Had Juliette attempted to deny her love, how would the story have gone?  She might have lived to old age, but she would have been an empty shell from renounced Love.  Give yourself permission to be audacious, to validate the quiet voice deserving perseverance.

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I am myself and no one else

I play the cards-fate’s deltas

Together, now we play this game

You and I “what is in a name?”

Unlike you; I win! You lose.

Not comprehending my recent rouse

You yell and scream..

Left in your dream.

Permitted your reality;

Allow me mine and let me be.

I know you’ll do what’s good for you.

Be sure I’ll do the best for me.

My reason lies within..

Relies on me and where I’ve been

As well as what my future holds

Which by no psychic can be told

You believe you could control me

How naive would I have to be?

Intelligent manipulation

One fallacy of our great nation

Oxy-MORON

Died in the wool

Wake-up beautiful

My brain does function, while

You con-nect dis/junctions

Do not maintain your refrain

Please, challenge your own brain

Freedom relished- understood,

Able to do all I wished I could.

Happiness- adulthood-

Anticipation of what I should

Do for Me and not for you.

Not bound by your sad missed venue,

I impart upon My journey

Of Life and World and all Beauty.

Discover, Learn and be myself

create and fill my own bookshelf

With what is mine, my mind inside

Though not haystly rushed before I

Careful, Cautious- True-

For Me, -not for you?

Individual- I stand

Holding humanities soft touch hand.

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There’s a place that no one knows

Sometimes most I love to go

Always here I’m all alone

Near to me and close to home

The space is small and warmth resides

No fear exists; no truth to hide

I’m loud and free, out of my mind

More paths must be I want to find

Searching- there, is happiness

Landing- comfort, I confess

Always, you expect to be.

Changing is reality

Know final words, of what,? to say

My feelings here have gone astray

Growing them from sad and glum

Smiling now I laugh and hummm

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Now do I understand

Strength in your command

Proud you’re my mammy

Because I can fly free

Striving to reach

Happiness hoped

For me

I admit what ’said’ s true

You,

         Are a part of me too.

Honest caring friendship so fond

Hope, continues to grow more strong

Early sunlight reflects golden pond 

Nourishing both far beyond.

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Love’s true, unspoken words.

Obvious you’ll never part;

Very Essence, piece of you,

Every trace soul and heart

Hope; ever strong, more remains.

Endless thoughts together;

Always; Love will elope:

Laughter, time; sweet memories forever

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Born.

wearing only one face.

a face,

of innocence,

for only a short amount of time.

A breath.

the first of many.

the breath that begins a journey,

the journey of life hath been born,

as another, has come to an end.

the age of innocence, now dead.

when life has departed,

to return from whence it came,

Innocence will then return,

though it should have never left.

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the ocean and the shore together for all Eternity

this is us forever and how we’ll always be

beauty and perfection they coincide

with all we share, the flow of love that is so deep inside

you’re my fallen angel with wings I cannot see

you take us high above the clouds with love that sets us free

in your eyes the stars shine bright and I can see me too

more splendid than the sunrise- we are- and I thank you

 

thundering with praise, lightening sings our love

rainbows smile, rain cries tears of joy from high above

true love deep within my heart- my heart and soul

every breath a smile for knowing together we are whole

 

I give you a love that few have ever dreamt of

Sharing our life our hearts our time

This is a dream: you and me

and I will love you eternally

 

you are strong- your hugs, your life, your love

nothing could break our bond- we have what few have ever dreamt of

a dream most flawless, our love is true, as real as Time

I will eternally love you- our love is majestically sublime

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