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Scribbles #46
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Say it to my face.
It is the essence of my ire-
this commonality of man,
a saddened fact-- that he fails upon the altruistic path.
While talking along paralleled lines for the sake of saving face,
his actions bounce to the perpendicular…
Behind your......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-10-10 00:40:31 |
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Comments: 18 | Tags:
Scribbles Challenge #46
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Falling
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Shall I apologize for these tears?
For the trails they trace from saddened eye,
across broadened cheekbone,
to leap from masculine chin?
I have seen you Capitalize on your moment of need,
where my support was integral.
Yet now it is my moment…
And the favor is......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-10-05 23:33:16 |
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Comments: 20 | Tags:
divorce
selfish
heartbreak
support
betrayal
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Scribbles #43
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Voices-Violent
The voices in my head are violent.
Tooth and nail, I fight-
each and every day, each and every night-
to keep them silent.
Can I sustain-
keeping the anger at bay?
And fighting the memories that remain?
I fail; each and every night, each and......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-09-13 03:07:17 |
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Comments: 15 | Tags:
Scribbles Challenge #43
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Forever
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Beauty is that moment in time when appearance does not matter. It is the second you look into her eyes and know... Just know. One second you were looking upon her person, hair perfect, make-up just so, nails painted, and the smell of perfume to melt your soul. The next second you look upon......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-07-08 16:53:47 |
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Comments: 23 | Tags:
Beauty
Love
Soulmate
Wife
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Significance
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Fickle is the mind that wanders aimlessly searching new wonders to aim for. Solid is the soul that knows what it wants, and gets it. Faint is the heart that yearns for that which it cannot have but longs until broken. Feared is the fist that comes crashing down in demand. Slumped are the......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-07-06 14:08:12 |
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Comments: 8 | Tags:
Live
philosophy
forgiving
thoughts
love
significance
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Hollow
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Spirit away this residue of hate;
long consumed.
That mine slate be made clean.
For upon that barren field,
may my sins be forgiven, consumed;
spirited away as residue upon the winds-
of this bitter soul…
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Posted on: 2009-06-22 16:34:00 |
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Comments: 17 | Tags:
recovery
hope
forgiven
found
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Cold
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I lack the warmth-
of winter come-
to home I long for;
from afar…
Yet, when next-
Jack Frost shall-
spread his blankets afield?
Home; I will have come…
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Posted on: 2009-06-22 16:33:21 |
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Comments: 9 | Tags:
Home
longing
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Waiting
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On tip toed tops-
of shoe clad foot,
Over barriers;
both broad and tall.
I peer.
With fingers grasping-
for purchase; to view-
the world waiting.
Hardly can I see-
the other side;
supposedly clad in green.
Still I scramble,
scrape,
toil, and shake-......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-06-22 16:32:38 |
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Life
impatients
waiting
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Moment
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In that moment;
maybe of respite,
when silence is crushed,
by the pulse in your ears.
The beating of life.
The world slows to the speed-
of an unrealistic dream,
and in only a split second,
decisions are made.
Whereas only a second ago-
there was not a hint.......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-06-04 11:08:25 |
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Comments: 13 | Tags:
Living in the moment
life
chances
misses moments
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Worth
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What have I not given to you?
That I still posses?
That I still have left to give?
Pulling from pockets deep,
the sand that runs through-
the fingers of my extended hands.
An offering.
Yet the grains are spirited away by the wind.
Before ever they fall to the......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-06-04 09:50:22 |
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Comments: 14 | Tags:
giving
drained
tired
trying
love
forever
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