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Writing is an emotional bunker to which I retreat to protect myself from the war zone of life. Brown, short tufts,. Earth meets hoary blue,. I could not write to describe you. Much as I desired to ascribe to you,. The winter and the fall in leaves of thoughts,. All my literary plans tied in frustrating knots,.

Let go be free, live your dreams and let life happen. Achieve what you have set out to be. Expression that I find hard to deny. Pay attention because meanings are buried deep within. They just want to be. Even if its the size of a mustard.

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When I wake each morning,. I gracelessly pry my eyes open one at a time. Even the dimmest light is still too bright for me. It is always the right one first,. For no real reason,. You are uncomfortably, perfectly warm. You rub the crust from your eyes,. As do I, leaving black smudges on my fingers. As I erase what remains of yesterday.

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Welcome to my blog of poetry. I began my blogging of poetry in. And since then , I had acquired over. Written poems, and as well a talented group of followers. Well, how is one to maintain hundreds of readers, and their comments, or works of art? Then might I add,. A poem cannot be ri.