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    Cup of Me

    I am not everyone’s  cup of tea   and I swirl    like smoke     anyway. Bitter. Sweet.  Thick.   Thin. Honey  sticky   on the tongue,Milk  warm   on the lips. Steeped too long,  spilled too fast,Loud  in the mouth,Soft  in the throat. Too much.  Not enough. I do not bend  for you.I bloom  in my own cup Sipped slow,  burning,   pleasure    and sting, Exactly  as   I am.

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  • Thoughts

    High expectations
    Will never understand now
    Will things ever change?

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    • Without “high expectations”, without hopes and dreams, there can be no change. But, we must also do the work necessary to make the change(s).

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    Thoughts

    High expectationsWill never understand nowWill things ever change?

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  • April 21st – The Corner Where the Wind Recites Salt

    April 21st is not before.
    It is not after.
    It is the day that stands sideways
    to the rest of the month,
    a hinge with no door,
    a moment that refuses
    to belong to time at all.

    It hovers.
    It waits.
    It breathes in a rhythm
    that does not match the world’s pulse.

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    • PAR, the wind carries many poems of salt and yes, often they go unheard or undeeded, which is of course a shame,cause if they did find ears that hear, our world would be a more joyful place. But, what might be even worse is something that Bruce Springsteen wrote in a song (“Jungle Land”), “and the poets down here write nothing at all, they just…Read More

  • Some times

    There are times when things should be said
    Things should be done
    It is met with silence

    Then there are times things are done
    Without thought
    Automatically

    Sometimes things are said because it is felt
    Sometimes thing happen because it could not be held back

    But there is a sometimes

    That trust is broken
    A wound never…Read More

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    • And it is times like this that you just want to SCREAM!!! Far too many people in our world bear wounds that never heal, ooze pain continually. Insightful poem, Fia. -Curt

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