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Sundays
Late morning risings, restoration reflection…
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Time
you know… it seems Time is a hammer pounding…
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Baking!
Hell yeah! Baking some homemade khubz
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Squander
I squander this day it feels so fragile yet, I choose to…
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The Poet Shouts
Originally posted on The Artist From The Inside Out: Photo by Hulki Okan Tabak on Unsplash And so it goes, and it came like this– you may like it, or you may not… The Poet Shouts Versefully Out The crowd stops and gathers about He stands tall and projects Do Not Forget- Do not forget…
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I received
Beholden by a breath so sweet I received the daylight silent still, mine to… #Poetry #Love #Freeverse #Micropoem
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The Black Veil
Cotton mouthed and shirked by the night your light always eludes…
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THE WRETCH #poetry by jay
Of sin Of abhorrence Of bent…
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The Ultimate Like
Is it your mission…
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Memory #2
Memory #2 I was rifling thru some old writings and junk and I came across…
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Memory #1
I was rifling thru some old writings and junk and I came across a little black book with some poetry and sketches that I keep. In it I found some poetry that was from 2005…
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Overtaken In The Rain
overtaken in the rain with nowhere to go i try to release the uneasy pain restrain, pulling back in vain it lingers, follows me…
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The Invisible Father
Love creates Shapes the child In haste He grows Another beautiful… #Poetry
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That Day
Originally posted on The Artist From The Inside Out: When the light of day sits pensive and dull you begin to mourn the flowers that yesterday sang brilliant hues of red and violet and the spray of ocean waters burned salt into your eyes and you cried not because you mourned the day but because…
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Dogzzzzz….Rule! (well, you know the rest)
Originally posted on The Artist From The Inside Out: Now that you saw from my post about the farmer’s market, that I have the BEST Dog On THE Planet! Khalil! and one more snoozy pic! (note the faraway look in his eyes) Being the big dog lover that I am, I decided to create two pastel…
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Unshook
I saw you stand up You are a mountain You are an eagle You are this pen…
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I Like Mornings
I like mornings spent in quiet intent, pondering. Alas, I have found reasonable sanity here in an enjoyable moment. Reason on reason, I forget, all to realize I was given a gift, not before realized but nevertheless, I sit, in a most enjoyable state, quite content. Days on days, morning upon morning, night time shared…
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Go To Hell Please
Four! Four?! It’s ten after and then some more… but who’s counting or paying attention? I get thrown back, at the escape created daily Forgetting the task of this day It matters not by me, or you, or them, or him! We are trapped here, in this great universal tragedy A mythical- like tragical story…
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A Wreck of Wrecks
And when the day comes We find ourselves aghast In it Lost Freaked out…