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Goodbye

Goodbye

We had a fight We never fight It was about a sofa No, not really Though you didn’t say It was about money Funds are tight Our worlds are drifting I have my writing And you, You’re scraping a living I love you my husband, I always have But when you jerked away I’m done …

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Forgiveness

Forgiveness

The resolve of quiet tear soaked sheets Does not the ache of painful memories ease My mind wanders restlessly Toward years long gone decisions made turned erroneously How I wish I could undo what once was done I long to hold you in my arms and erase the scars you carry The past I cannot …

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Floundering

Floundering

Hip, hop, here I go From this spot, My mind a mass Of required tasks But I must write Not for delight But simply because It’s required Every day In any way Pen to hand Is the demand If I am to make “This piece of cake?” Make money My bills a wait For heaven’s …

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Departure

Departure

I can’t focus I can’t think The wanderlust is growing It’s time to go, I feel it so With each degree it rises The winter sun now getting hot My patience is imploding I loved it here Our home away My favorite destination Now with each day I fight my restlessness Homes boarded up Cupboards …

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The Writer

The Writer

I’m floundering again Too scared to know Where to begin I’m lost in a maze Of confusion Not knowing where To start and where to end. There are so many stories Inside. A thousand voices calling My name. All pleading for My attention.

Anxiety

Anxiety

Why this feeling of anxiety? I’ve been consumed by it everyday As though something is missing in my life I miss having a library to spend countless hours writing Or researching I miss fresh air and sunshine And long to have a balcony to relax on Without the feeling of being pent up In a …

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Am I Wrapped in a Layer of Ambiguity?

Am I Wrapped in a Layer of Ambiguity?

I am lost in the daze of an unfamiliar fog Mentally drained, emotionally depleted and Physically? Restless, yes, I yearn to walk Among the colorful landscapes of my youth, Where reds and golds and browns layered The ground while filling the sky above my head, I long for chilly temperatures and the light of Jack-a-lanterns …

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They Marched Through My Dream

They Marched Through My Dream

They marched in a line, through the Darkness of my dream, their bodies Engorged as I remembered them, eyes Wide, frightened, reflecting our betrayal, To this day I remember her, her loss I felt so strongly as a child, hearing her Loud, horrified cries as that man With his three stubbed fingers, Forced her onto …

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