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Saturday, June 29, 2019
Thursday, June 27, 2019
Got A Secret
I can never tell,
which way to go.
Is heaven worth it?
Or go to hell.
Somethings not right,
inside my mind.
Just some misappropriation,
to get through the night.
Just tell me,
how to make things right.
Just tell me how to live.
Just tell me,
how to stop this fight,
or I won’t see the daylight again.
I’m losing control,
I can’t keep still in these spaces.
Everything around me,
I’m surrounded by faces.
I really can’t breathe.
Just need some time.
I don't want to make a mistake,
my heart is on the line.
Just tell me,
how to control this life.
Just tell me how to swim.
Just tell me,
when to come back home.
Just tell me how to win.
I know you got a secret,
keep the secret.
I might never know.
I know you got a secret,
without the secret.
This place might be a home.
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Tuesday, June 25, 2019
Monday, June 24, 2019
Leak 6/24/19
Three posts this week
Echoing Elegance: Visual Poetry-6/25/19 5:00 PM MST
Got A Secret : Poetry-6/27/19 5:00 PM MST
Let Go: Visual Poetry-6/29/19 5:00 PM MST
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Echoing Elegance: Visual Poetry-6/25/19 5:00 PM MST
Got A Secret : Poetry-6/27/19 5:00 PM MST
Let Go: Visual Poetry-6/29/19 5:00 PM MST
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Saturday, June 22, 2019
The Cycle
You will find the,
struggle of razors.
All the cuts,
lining up in a,
straight line.
He keeps his distance,
to keep his mind clear.
She keeps her distance,
when they are near.
The light consumes the way.
The bright passage of the day.
We sacrifice our loved one.
Maybe they will live it better.
The words turn to silence
The silence consumes your mind.
Your mind chooses the easy way out.
The way out is self inflicted.
I’d by lying if I thought I knew why.
I’ve been.
Laying down,
on this cold ground.
Seems we’re back,
at the start of the cycle.
Maybe we can learn better,
with our new arrival.
This is no place to raise a child,
the mother and father are in denial.
This is last time I swear,
I swear I have seen it,
better over there.
Over there they love to listen.
But listen to the better thoughts,
of the forgiven.
The words turn to silence
The silence consumes your mind.
Your mind chooses the easy way out.
The way out is self inflicted.
I’d by lying if I thought I knew why.
I’ve been.
Laying down,
on this cold ground.
I’d by lying if I told you why,
It strikes the chords,
then I, need some more.
I’m hoping for the light to come.
Come over me and show me the sun.
The sun will burn all my imperfection.
My imperfections are what made me.
I’d by lying if I thought I knew why.
I’ve been.
Laying down,
on this cold ground.
I’d by lying if I told you why,
It strikes the chords,
then I, need some more.
Till the fire inside me dies.
I will, participate,
for the darker days.
You ask me how have I been?
Well it’s been rough but,
I found a new love.
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Thursday, June 20, 2019
Tuesday, June 18, 2019
To Live The Land
I was named after a renegade,
and the fathers before me.
On a cold November day,
in my family’s city.
Surrounded by so much potential,
it’s been four years coming.
I’ll grow old enough,
to keep the world running.
My father is soft spoken,
but a lunatic visionary.
Never raised his voice,
even when he was scared.
He doesn’t want to grow old,
but he will with me.
He taught me to be calm,
and enjoy my family.
My mother is hardheaded,
even when the times get worse.
Half a blessing, and half a curse.
She has so many goals,
and even made goals for me.
They were needed,
to keep us happy.
She taught me to feel,
even when life is bad.
She taught me to love,
my soft spoken dad.
I don’t know,
what I would do,
without her.
I don’t know,
what I would do,
without him.
Together they made me,
who I am.
Together as one,
to live the land.
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Monday, June 17, 2019
Leak 6/17/19
Three posts this week.
To Live The Land: Poetry-6/18/19
Sympathy-Visual Poetry- 6/20/19
The Cycle: Poetry-6/22/19
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To Live The Land: Poetry-6/18/19
Sympathy-Visual Poetry- 6/20/19
The Cycle: Poetry-6/22/19
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Saturday, June 15, 2019
Thursday, June 13, 2019
Tracks Are Followed
Tracks are followed,
into the abyss.
Seen you here ,
from time to time,
your something,
I can’t miss.
I think some people,
are so shallow,
even when you,
turn around.
I told you to leave this place,
to leave this hallowed ground.
You’re something that,
I can’t let go.
You’re something that,
I can’t find.
Although I do know,
you pace the grounds,
you cannot be mine.
Tracks are followed,
into the abyss.
Seen you here ,
from time to time,
your something,
I can’t miss.
I told you I was sorry,
but it’s something,
you can’t stand.
You banished yourself,
from this place,
and forsook the land.
You're something that,
I can’t quite understand.
You’re something I,
can’t let go.
You’re something that,
needs to change this place,
even if you don’t show.
You’re something that,
looks so pretty,
even with all your scars.
Your something that,
I can’t forget,
in any way but now.
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Tuesday, June 11, 2019
Monday, June 10, 2019
Leak 6/10/19
Three posts this week
The Craving: Visual Poetry-6/11/19 5:00 PM MST
Tracks Are Followed: Poetry-6/13/19 5:00 PM MST
Familiar: Visual Poetry-6/15/19 5:00 PM MST
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The Craving: Visual Poetry-6/11/19 5:00 PM MST
Tracks Are Followed: Poetry-6/13/19 5:00 PM MST
Familiar: Visual Poetry-6/15/19 5:00 PM MST
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Saturday, June 8, 2019
Thursday, June 6, 2019
Tuesday, June 4, 2019
Monday, June 3, 2019
Leak 6/3/19
Three posts this week:
The Weather: Visual Poetry-6/4/19 5:00 PM MST
My Head: Visual Poetry- 6/6/19 5:00 PM MST
Consume: Visual Poetry- 6/8/19 5:00 PM MST
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The Weather: Visual Poetry-6/4/19 5:00 PM MST
My Head: Visual Poetry- 6/6/19 5:00 PM MST
Consume: Visual Poetry- 6/8/19 5:00 PM MST
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Saturday, June 1, 2019
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