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~ no filter
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some days during the week I take a city bus I watch her as she climbs on board tugging a handcart stuffed with a filthy red Miller's Lite tote bag I instantly hurt within myself for her she's wearing dirty black jogging pants, a purple sports bra and runners a scar runs up from underneath the waist of her pants to the top of the bra she runs a finger up and down the scar, up and down,down and up she has burns, scars, raised edges on her exposed skin a man stands up and gives her his seat she nudges my foot with her cart she says 'sorry' and smiles at me I return the smile saying 'it's okay' her teeth are darkened yellow, crooked, some missing I think her age could be thirty she's so thin, there's no where to hide I look at passengers, I see disdain, judgement, distaste it looks as if some are pretending she's not even there and my hurt for her increases her pain has no filter There are no words for how your words move me. This was simply sorrowful yet compassionate. Teasing you are truly a gifted poet |
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ourselves
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Wow!!!
I honestly wish I could write like this. It's moving. I truly love this poem!! |
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Behind Us
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Behind Us
The top’s down and well yeah it’s kind of warm yet cool as the spring’s breeze flows sexily through the afternoon sun and into your hair Slow moving through the city music playing loud enough to attract attention and low enough so that you’re the center of it all sundress sun glasses and a smile that glows (by the way . . .trust me, I know I’m lucky) Bobbing my head shaking my shoulders looking that way and then that way until the city is behind us and the beach is not too far away it’s you and I a Saturday sun and nothing much to do but live so yeah I’m lucky and lovin’ it |
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Shivering
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You go dark with the grace of a man who sees the light...Very nice ((((Mig)))) ![]() Thanks leigh and teasing of course I must thank you as well |
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Thank you
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Beautiful
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The Caged Bird Sings No More
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I had the opportunity to attend one of her readings. It was an experience that I'll cherish forever. Her voice, her words, her being was beyond imagination.
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Shivering
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Shivering
Sometimes it feels as if winter is moving slowly through my lungs and into my soul bitter cold heavy and as dark as the shadows of the day’s light Sometimes when it is this cold it feels as if the world is passing me by and I am left shivering with silent thoughts that wonder if this nothing that I have is what it feels like to be alive chasing air that will last but for a single moment before time’s calloused hands will once again rip from grasp all that I’ve lived for I find myself wanting to scream to every deaf ear that pretends to understand my words but I am tired too tired to care anymore there is no way to stop the cold from coursing through me and I want to weep until life is still with quiet peace and there no remorse for wasting today waiting for the never promised tomorrow |
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You Are My Star
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You Are My Star
Fading across cloud filled skyline is the last vestige of a day unremarkable until the time when I’ll remember now when the cool spring evening slowly falling upon the earth’s soul and the night lights rising one by one until heaven begins to resemble you |
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So I
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So I
The wind’s draft was cold so I closed the door and darkened your words because they hurt so much and I needed to hide from the world as I tried to understand I wanted to be more than just a moment more than just a passing memory while you waited for a different tomorrow at the expense of my hopes so I sheltered my heart within these four walls of loneliness And this place this quiet abode doesn’t feel like home anymore though it’s still similar to yesterday and the laughter before then so I dreamed of then as I tried to understand now |
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There Is Nothing
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There Is Nothing . . .
Though tomorrow was this unknown moment set so far off in the distance that only time understood when it would really be something about now made it seem real as if it were happening to me as if it were happening within me It felt as if it were this perfect moment where the stars were aligned across the night sky and slowly one by one they began to decorate the darkness with a light as gentle as a butterfly’s kiss until the world was still and waiting with bated breath for the sun to rise In my dreams I could feel tomorrow’s warmth reaching out for me like golden rays of brilliance stretching and discovering secrets kept silent by the night my heartbeat echoes with anticipation because I know that though tomorrow was this unknown moment set so far off in the distance that only time understood when it would come to be there is nothing more beautiful than waking up next to you |
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Out there somewhere
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I know your out there somewhere The one I can show how much i care I'll give all I've got to give to you To make sure that all your dreams come true My heart, soul and all my love We'll fit together like a hand fits a glove Making love all through the night Touching, kissing oh it feels so right Knowing in your arms is where I wanna be Feeling like a new woman, alive and free In my heart knowing you were wirth the wait Together forever, I've found my soul mate really like this!! |
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" If I " - this is composed very well and shows true feeling. This is a nice piece. Well written with lines broken where they should be. A meaningful, well written Poem - with feeling. I liked reading it. Thanks, mig25. You've done well here. I agree with ' pkh ' - she say's it all. tommy boy moran / Ireland === Ok let me say this tommy, I read your work and for you to say this means a lot so thank you. pkh you know I appreciate your kind words and laphosh, winlei, and blondey ... thanks so much |
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One Slow Night Not to Remember
If I asked you to dull my pain with sweet music I knew could not and would not last longer than tomorrow If I asked you to play a song that had no words or rhythm yet somehow eased my sorrow Would you for one slow night be the quiet that keeps me awake so that my dreams won’t remember being the heart with cupid’s broken arrow |
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A Thousand Cuts
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A Thousand Cuts
Opinions and prejudice cross examine then damn me they cannot hear my voiceless screams they have no idea who I am or who I could be so I grasp the sword with my anger’s pain then cry until the thousand cuts bleed to ease the pain to them I am still letters on an empty page the no one who’s fighting an epic battle with hollow rage they see my light as darkness for the blind eye believes only the truth born from a truthful lie and that lie that truth their words define me but not my soul for the impending storm’s reign protects me |
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~Ache~
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Niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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One Last Dream
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One Last Dream
Drifting to sorrow’s song the distance is as far as the night is long The whisper the last word I didn’t want to hear what I heard So as you turned my heart cried as it yearned For one last moment one last time one last dream that you were mine |
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Amongst the Stars
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Lovely, embrace it Thank you pkh . . . you know you just gotta live and enjoy |
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Amongst the Stars
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Amongst the Stars
My soul is light as my dreams soaring in and out of the clouds reaching for an unknown destiny it’s there in the midst of the confusion and clutter of my thoughts it’s there waiting for me to find it embrace it and cherish it My soul is as bright as the sun’s beams dashing in and out of the clouds leaving shadows behind each step that moves towards the unknown destiny it’s there in the midst of the day’s journey it’s there waiting for me to live it and love it because it’s all I will have as the night rises and the heaven’s chorus welcomes me home |
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With Me
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With Me
No we’re not really there but I’m dreaming about it the afternoon sun violently relaxing the world as roaring waves discover the shore Close your eyes . . . can you feel it? Can you feel how time slowly moves in our favor or how sultry the heat exaggerates our mood until we can’t contain how beautiful life makes us feel No we’re not there on the beach with a bit of music and the absence of stress where life seems to dance as wave after wave and seagull after seagull define simplicity but knowing I have you here with me in the middle of winter with its cold snow and clouds sitting in front of the fireplace my dreams tell me we're almost there |
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Broken
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We are For the most part Broken and hurt Torn and weather beaten Like the ripped sails of a storm ravaged ship Look at us The whole lot of us Milling around open campfires of despondency Seeking warmth from the cold winds of failed promises Perhaps, just perhaps If we put on facades of smiling faces and speak glowingly of how wonderful we are We just might get the attention of another broken soul To keep us company in a sad, broken world. Wow . . . love it |
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