• Just Think

    Walking in with a smile
    Feeling light as if at this very moment was the best

    Walking in with a frown
    Feeling pulled down and weary as if gravity has a vendetta

    A tune comes to mind
    “Don’t worry be happy”

    A tune comes to mind
    “Everybody hurts”

    Open the window
    A beautiful butterfly fly in

    Open the window
    A…Read More

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    A KISS #4

    “Let’s not speak falsely now
    the hour is getting late.”
    (Song/poem ‘Along The Watch Tower’, written and sung
    by Bob Dylan. But in this case think/imagine this song
    sung/played by Jimi Hendrix, the Live Version)

    “Excuse me while I kiss the sky”
    -Jimi Hendrix, ‘Purple Haze’

    Th…Read More

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  • April 27th – Down, Up, Along, As If Tomorrow Didn’t Exist

    April 27th begins
    down the stairs,
    all the way long,
    each step a small surrender,
    each landing a brief negotiation
    between gravity and will.

    It is a descent
    that feels older than you,
    a movement inherited
    from every fall
    you’ve ever survived.

    But the day does not stay low…Read More

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    • Not sure I want to go inside myself that far PAR. I just might go inside so far that I see my self outside looking in. That would be a paradox, and people would say I am insane, more so than usual. So, while I enjoyed reading your poem very muchly, I think I will just sleep this 27th day of poetry away. Wake me up at 12:O1 on the 28th. (It is a…Read More

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    Rainbow Dreams

    Today, April 26th, has arrived
    with a promise of color,
    of something that plays in
    our mind like a whisper,
    like a dream.

    Some dreams
    are like candy apples,
    sweetly coated
    and soft inside;
    or, like rainbows,
    that rise
    and fade into the sky.
    And then,
    there are the dreams
    made of you.

    Those dreams,
    where your…Read More

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  • Not the right time

    I wandered into this strange land
    The beauty I have discovered
    With no one to hold my hand
    Only a bag and cloak to cover

    I did not expect to find
    A place to call my own
    I moved space and time
    Wanting to find a home

    Then I met you
    My world became so small
    All my world views
    Mean nothing to me at all

    If I…Read More

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