My Heartache

I sit staring out the window; I admire the beauty, the decrepit.  The joy, the horror of life. What is my heart telling me?  What is it speaking to me?  What am I feeling?  Oh so much Colors changing, dying leaves.  Emotions from people from betrayal, like a paring knife Animals scurrying to gather nuts…

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The Primal Scream

A little girl screams into the darkness; does anyone hear her? Does anyone even care?   Does anyone comfort her in her pain? A woman weary from work finds a note; mind races like on fire She sees her homeless past in an echo of her mind Five steps forward, ten steps back; caught in the crossfire…

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Beauty Among The Thorns

  Petals, Colors, Thorns All show rose as love is Pain pleasure like life         Photo by Colin Maynard on UnsplashThorny

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Parting of the Ways

via Daily Prompt: Focused You say that where my life is going is wrong You say that I am selling myself short and deserve more I have it all, can be it all so you say; but I am headstrong Hearing you go on and on about what you don’t got is such a bore You…

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The Search For Happiness

Much of my life and I’m sure many would agree with this, happiness has been this – “thing” – that once you possess it, consume it, wear it, do anything with it, you will achieve the equivalent of Nirvana.  Problem is, I have been looking for happiness from the wrong source:  a person, place, thing – as…

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TADA! I’m moving in….

This is the post excerpt.

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And Then…She Jumped

A nightmare had long begun; the mind was being stretched and twisted One year?  Three?  Ten?  God only knows how long she had been holding on Holding onto what?  Faith?  Inner strength?  Determination?  Or was she already afflicted? Not knowing.  Not understanding.  Not seeing the signs.  Reality has gone Culminating in an altered state so…

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Reflections in the Broken Looking Glass

I’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure.  I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle.  But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best. –Marilyn Monroe These past days, weeks and months have taught me a great deal…

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Dance of the Snake

It always begins… with…. a strike of a match…. the strange smell like gasoline….                The flick of the wrist to douse the flame from the match…. But? The end of the cigarette is lit.  It just…burns.  It doesn’t…do anything Wait!  The smoke!  It’s a single string into the air…

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Home of The Heart

Home. I began to wonder what is home to me.  I thought about all of the places around the entire world that I’d love to see – even live.  I realized…that’s not my idea of home. I thought of all of the people in the world I’d love to get to know as well as those who…

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