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What am I hiding from myself?
Instruction: Read this poem gently. Read this poem ready to find. Read this poem as the poet. Remember, read this poem gently. Dear self,I come before you today,unsure of what I hide, certain of what I hide.Unsure of what I am, certain of what I’m not.Holding onto what has gone,reaching for what is yet to… Continue reading
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Losing Yourself
In the art of losing self never forget to assume death—this is the first step. How do you address someone who calls himself a farmer without a farm?How do you address ‘self’ without the will to be? What is I? I am tired of writing about being and self.If you lose yourself in this search… Continue reading
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I Am/Becoming
I am not afraid to question home,nor worried about taking control.I am not a traveller lost in his compass,nor a dancer found in silence.I am not a song without rhythm,nor a verse without meaning. A poem for our questions. Who made purpose, and for what?Who made the songs unheard?Could I be the one that slips… Continue reading
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Desire Desire Pants On Fire
What lured a lost eye into love? Was it lust or love? If the beauty our eyes behold daily is seen with a closed eye, how then can we say it is beautiful? Can a blind man bind himself to a lovely bride? When we cannot see, what do we see? Darkness or dreams? What… Continue reading
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Mon-ami
Friendship is a love story we do not allow so many words to. It’s a journey we do not go past with as much strength as may be required. The love that lives between the friendships we keep is to be cherished. It isn’t shallow, it isn’t weak, it isn’t cold enough to freeze, it… Continue reading
