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In Small and In Passingthere was blood on the tracks before we left the womb - racing down hallways of double wides with toy cars clasped in hands, clasping hands walking down dirt roads, shuffling feet and puffing - it was harder to breathe then but easier to run - so we ran where ever we were going, across the entire town, back to home, where hot dogs on stove ran out of water, where siblings were crying in the next room, a liquor bottle sitting on the kitchen counter, half empty - when we still saw the glass as half full - until the house filled with smoke, the smell so terrible we'd learn to sweaIn Small and In Passing
by ~johnfinch
Save Nothing for the ReturnI have watched my sullen eyes leak from the florescent screen of my not-a-book book, the novel where I cannot flip pages but surf them, and I'm reminded that deep down, the ocean loathes me.Save Nothing for the Return
We are old friends, Atlantic and I,
though she goes by many names these days: Pacific, Indian, Arctic--these are but one. That one is her. When I was three years from manhood, her sandy tips kissed
my effervescent grinning, foam smoothing around
gum-and-tongue like a slow pull from a frosty bottle of suds. She was in season with a fine head, and while she washed
by =Osiristhrasher06
I'll Break LaterYou asked me how I am today but you didn't stop to hear me answer and that's okay.I'll Break Later
I figured I never mattered much anyway.
And every day it goes proving itself true that I never truly meant anything to you.
That you were never an ally in arms and all those things you said they amounted to just shit in the end
but I blame myself.
And not anybody else.
I broke all the rules I'd set inside my brain. So hope and friendship could break in and rust my horrid frame.
and everyone just feels
by *seussical-love
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Honesty of Life:Honesty of Life
Sitting on the roof, dangling feet over the ledge Dreams seemed so small compared to the sky All talk cutting short the work of building fate Accomplishments for striving, not wishes on stars It's been awhile since things went the right way The sad sorry doesn't replace the honesty of life.
Forecaster turning quick rollercoaster of life Motion sickness relentless the end of the ledge Wasting time trying to find their own way Drawing pretty pictures with glass wand in sky Connecting the constellations mapping stars Some believe&n
by ~Heavens-Sent
Th NestSoar like an eagle, free span and soar High above the worry, un faltered high Adore fades, alter open a doorTh Nest
Try new things for a little while, Try!
Still dream an hope on the return still, Learn love with in, hold it true to learn, Turn around, I'll be there at the turn, Will slow walk first, then race to the wheel.
To all the faith, the truth of soul too Hand to each other, go hand and hand View the seeds grown, protecting the view
Land back in your arms, a peaceful land.
we are nesting, safe building are we free to soar, caring
by ~Heavens-Sent
Silence StealsThe silence congealed A flash frozen fracture Silvery blade concealedSilence Steals
No liquefying facts Turning back, quiet Shun out, loneliness
Said words wound But the emptiness On hearing error For nothing
Soundless
Controlled steal
by ~Heavens-Sent
TrustBlindfolded arching my back, Arms up, Free falling Floating air of bind.Trust
To say I trust, Same as ciaos Total phantoms of Carpe Diem.
Feet leave the ladder, Aimed try not to freeze Calloused soul leading Feel free soundly.
As the arms catch Their latching calm See day dawn, one of hope.
by ~Heavens-Sent
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