poetry
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Just a quick ode to my dog. He is an amazing pup who fills my life with joy. Ducky Dog My pup is such an awesome boy, he’s loving and so sweet. And he is handsome as can be, from ears down to his feet. His face can say a thousand things, that…
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Another personal piece today. Why I Write I love my life I really do, though it is hard sometimes. But part of how I deal with it, is through these simple rhymes. The good, the bad, the in between, these poems see it all. They help release the words that I, keep trapped behind…
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So once again, I found myself unable to come up with an idea for today’s poem. So I went with the classic approach and decided to write what I know. In this case, writer’s block. Creative Block I love to sketch or paint or write, express myself in verse. So when I have creative block,…
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I know this should have posted this last night. Things happen and don’t always work out the way you would like, but here it is now. I’ll post Day 13 tonight 🙂 My Blessed Life I’m blessed. That is the only way, I can explain my life. From having nought, to having all, all…
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With everything going on, it’s not always easy to fall asleep. Tonight’s effort is my fondest wish for anyone with this problem. Ode to Morpheus Sleep my loves sleep, and dream sweet dreams, of love and joy and peace. Leave fear and stress and woe behind, all pain you now release. So close your…
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I write these verses because Lynn enjoys them so much. I’m certain I could find something less brain abusing to do with my time, but whatever it might be wouldn’t bring her so much pleasure. That makes it all worthwhile. I do this all because her Because of You “You took my breath away.”…
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So something a little different tonight. When I was younger, I used to suffer the most terrifying nightmares. Fortunately, less so now, but I still remember trying to stay awake to avoid them. The Demons in my Mind Strange nightmares fall into my head, and banish hope of sleep. Phantasms stark in lurid hues,…
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My wonderful wife Lynn has been listening to my poems this month and mentioned that I seem to be on a self-awareness kick. Apparently, she’s right (as she usually is). What Price the Dream? “Livin’ the dream.” you hear them say, but at what price that dream? The fancy house, the shiny car, are…
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Here we are at day 6 of NaPoWriMo and I’m starting to question why I do this. So that’s what I’ll write about tonight. A Rambling Thought I sit and write and as I do, a thought occurs to me. Why do I write? What is the point? What use can these words be?…
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It’s late and I should be in bed, buuuuuut…… this should just take a minute. Seek a Different Path The dance begins, the battle joined, the words cut just like knives. We know that we should just let go, this is not worth our lives. But we can’t just forget the hurts, keep living…
Brain Bits To Go 