Tag: creative writing

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Little 

I see how you see me,

Waves of passion crashing into titan steel,

Yet dancing, laughing, spilling some quick witted remark –

Perilous, adventurous, hypocritical, mythical,

Saturated in naïveté.

I see how you see me,

And I am and have been all of those things,

But always  changing, growing at the same time.

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Fall, A Love Story

Tender is the autumn night that holds us close.

Cold sweeping over mountains, down through valleys,

‘Til it journeys into the bedroom window.

Vivid dreams of kids, a pool, and a picket fence,

Never thought, but thoughts betray you at your best.

All things grow with a little time and care,

Tender is the autumn night that brought us here.

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Recollections

i. This city reminds me
Nights I’d come home soul stained with vodka, whiskey, gin
After all-night, kissing the wrong person
Sleeping in to get passed the disappointments

ii. That song reminds me
Open wound of a life
Waking even though my very essence was dying
Everything amounted to nothing, desperate to hold on to something

iii. This place reminds me
Beautiful new memories made
Body/mind a lot less heavy
Time loves those old scars away

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Emotions

though our eyes are wide open,
it feels as if we’re living in a dream state,
desperate to decipher the real from fake.

moments underestimated – or calculated to the tee,
what difference does it make in the end?
who will it affect?

though your heart is wide open,
if you’re colder than the bottom of the ocean,
who’ll brave its depths?

don’t neglect, don’t forget
we’ll all be beneath the ground one day,
nothing more than bones and sediment.