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A Letter To Him

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  Dear Him, I once saw you standing on the corner once before/hidden in the mirrors of self-blame and masked by feelings of shame. You thought no one knew you; you thought no one heard the true language of your heart and you thought no one cared –at least that’s what you feared And now […]

Winds of Change

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She knew that change would come like the blowing winds of life, but only time could provide the answer to her fate. Whereas addiction took hold of her (unrecognizable to herself) She had to regain control and capture pride from faith’s shelf. She faced the winds of change. Around her, eyes stared. When she cried […]

As I Stand

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If they could just see me now/standing here taller than they ever thought I could stand/believing in myself despite all those frozen years they laughed at me like I wasn’t even there. This mirror now shines/no more fear because I have risen through the broken boards with sacrifice and hidden tears.   There is now […]

This Feeling So Alive

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This feeling so alive

I am standing here watching words drizzle on the granite sidewalks of time/ they are endless emotions cascading on smooth marbled plateaus of thought. The sensory of eyelids revel in the sensationalism of reality as the framework of vision become more than a conspiracy of vivid fascinations. I am smiling at the wind as the […]

Borrowed Time

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Time

I wouldn’t say I am one for sitting on bar stools in empty dirty bars studying time, but here I am/ all alone/ staring out a stainless glass window watching life happen and wondering about the sublime.   So many heartbeats out there strive for greatness; so many dreams colliding while searching for possibilities hidden […]

Sometimes The Rain

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There are times I walk through pouring rain with no umbrella to shield me from all that grieves the pain. The world watches me as I tremble through muddied cemented fields where sadness remains and scurry past landmarks studied through a mind of loneliness as I remember tears I never allowed to sweat as my […]

Higher Learning

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  When, we are out there alone, on our own – exploring a whole new world far from home a new day arises when the education of life opens our eyes to new ways of thought and energizes new visions of ideology which uplifts the mind’s biology with new ways of  finding truth.   But […]

Roots

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Roots

Written for Sheila Vann on her 50th Birthday   Rich in your soul is the history of strength, soiled foundations that have seeded growth, distilled tears and refused pain.   In your eyes is the genetics of sacrifice, the agriculture of hope that has risen from the depths of poverty’s rain –   and in […]

When Looking Into A Child’s Eyes

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  When looking into a child’s eyes there are many paths, there are dreams and failure, hope and tears, determination and fears, but deep in a child’s eye, deep down within the spirals of motivation they are reaching out for a hero – they are reaching out for leadership and for someone to recognize their […]

Liberated Poet

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This is my declaration; a literary celebration of the shackles lifted from my pen freeing the expression of my ink into an explosive fireworks of creation. Because for so long I hesitated to share my voice, afraid to be heard but now my mind sings and rejoice the plight of all I hid inside; now […]