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Flash fiction February Day 11 Remnants – Reminders – Heartbreak – Absence Everything of yours is still here. The bed where you slept. Your favourite snacks. Everything where it was before you left. I can’t bring myself to get rid of anything. I can’t even bear to move them. It would be like pretending you…
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Music is Life Music moves the human soul More sure than anything From classical to modern rock To lullabies we sing There’s nothing else will speak to us Reach out and touch our hearts Like that one song which resonates In our most secret parts From goths with Evanesence in The headphones on their ears…
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My Mother’s Love From heaven fell those gentle dropsto kiss each leaf and bloom,A gentle, restful tapping onThe window of my room. My mother laid a cool, damp clothUpon my fevered brow.She took my hand, she stroked my hairMade soothing noises now. The fever burned much hotter nowCould scarcely see or hear,Yet through it all…
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Well, I’ve survived another month of poetry without my brain actually dribbling out my ears. Now I just have to wait for it to stop automatically trying to rhyme every single word I think of. So grateful to everyone who takes a few minutes from their day to read these. Speaking of gratitude… Enjoy! Choose…
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Before coming to write today’s poem I said, “I love you very much.” to my wife. It’s something I say to her… a lot. So much, that sometimes I worry she thinks it’s just automatic. This poem is about that. Enjoy! I Love You…. Seriously… I Mean It So many times each day you hear,…
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I’ve had a long day, so I’m going to keep this short today. The following rhyme is what happens when I write when I’m so tired I’m literally dozing off while typing. Enjoy! Stream of Unconciousness I’m far too tired to make words work, Or bend them to my will, My day’s been long and…
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As i was sitting and wondering what to write about tonight, my dog came and asked me why we hadn’t gone to bed yet. So yes, tonight’s poem is about Ducky. Enjoy! Our Amazing Puppy There is a puppy that I love, This Ducky boy so sweet, He’s gentle and adorable, And has the cutest…
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I was thinking about how as a species we have gone from having too little access to information, to having a surfeit of it. Along the way, precious little has been done to teach us how to critically assess everything we consume now. This poem is about that. Enjoy! A Brief History of Information Overload…
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Today has been a rough day. We all have them, but with my current health issues, I’ve been having more than a few of them lately. That’s what I’ve written about today. (Another) One Of Those Days Do you have days when everything, Feels like it’s going south, When what you say, comes out all…
Brain Bits To Go 