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Something about a Flower

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Love me while you can , A flower is in bloom today. Hold me while you can , the Death of color and perfume, will happen in its own way.

Lonely Moon

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Thrown again into the abyss of loneliness, The stone falls into the deep dark water, its meaning lost in the vastness of mediums, it returns to where it came from . The breadth of time crosses our trivial existence. What momentary pleasures we savor till this cup is empty. The blood in my body runs a warm mind. Blue Sky ,Yellow sun you melt my tears , I am old and changed but still the same after all these years.

Such As Me

Bitterness is sweet like medicine on a wound . To Life we concede every breath is consumed , Love -laughter ,pain -regret ,sorrow -cry my Basket is full before my soul flies . The physical ,the emotional ,the intellectual needs of the day , are all fulfilled in their own musical kind of way , so to you my friend I smile and say , Speak how you truly feel we all need to be heard , Let the spirits of expression and thoughts be undeterred, You are who you are no matter what they say , You are truly one of a kind in every way

Noelle

I  know a girl I think fairly well, she is smart gorgeous and her name is Noelle. She is strong and free,her conversations are deep, In her family she may have been called a black sheep . Her spirit can be wild but her love knows no bounds , She is an amazing Mother ,Sister,Lover ,Daughter, my heart is happy whenever she is around . Noelle was worried when I saw her the other day , She had found something that needed attention right away . She had come from her scan she had a million thoughts in her eyes , She needed more information so I gave her the little that I could advise . She worried about her children 2 beautiful boys , Life twists and turns ,Tears rolled down her face ,how she wanted to be with them through Their sorrows and Joy’s. No fear of death or injury to self she said , But love and longing for family ,Noelle was so selfless instead. Noelle ,You have my love ,you always will , As a friend as a lover every dream that you fulfill...

Blue Green Day

In the light of the day the crystal blue water and clear sky my soul leaps to a higher ground Perfection never felt so good, my senses expand to smell, sight, taste and sound You have taken a part of me Seattle has taken a part of me I lay here in the afterglow of these feelings and emotions Our imperfections so vivid and clear in perfection Floating on these heavenly clouds ready to fall down any moment

From Me to You

My self service is to your disservice , Respect to my face is to you, Disrespectful. My obligations to love are brash and flashy as you asked me ,what am I trying to show off? I am an amalgam of precious dirt, Hell ,Gold had to found and cleaned, Where does the line end between being so Godly and so pure and being human ? We have become more imperfect in our effort to be perfect. We speak in different languages sing different tunes over each other without a chance to talk or communicate or appreciate. Our worldly differences cut through us like chainsaws. The World is here today it will be when we are gone . We are a funny species ,we are bottled up on this little grain of sand that sits on a grain of sand  , we are trivial ,irrelevant ,not that big of a deal . Lets live in some harmony while we are here the little time that we have, My pillars are shaken today these pillars that I So proudly created. The times are forgiving maybe not quite like they u...

If Time was a Woman

If time was a woman How would I see her ? Would my heart swell and my eyes close, Would I let her sing to me in poetry and preach in prose, Would I let her wrap her arms around me , her skin so soft ,the fragrance of a sweet rose , Would I let her bring me down to my knees , and beg for more , The forward march ,The arrow of time,  like the arrow from cupids bow  If time was a woman how would I ever know ? A cocktail of feelings is what I'm drinking tonight  Riding on the waves of this Universe  I'm reborn a different person with every breathing day  Time is a Woman and that belief of mine you are not taking away , My Love ,My pain ,my anger ,my Gain  Repeats -Resolves -Returns again.