Fall back November 5th – Poem – W/Audio

When time departs the essence of a glare

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Leaves change colors and fall victim of the snare
Leaving trees broken bitter and bare

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The winds have no mercy and in cahoots with the air

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The clouds and mother star have disappeared as a pair

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The earth stands still and winds whisper haunting things in my ear

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Time to fall back

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We know

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That winter is near

Memory ~ Poetry

Time
Moves
Catches
Love
And
Holds it right there for you
In a memory

Together ~Poetry #8

We loved each other till we took our last breath
Age laid us to rest
I died first
3 days later he went
Caused by the pain that penetrated between the valves of his chest
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We loved each other through sunrays
72 months called May
72 times three-hundred-sixty-five days
Love seen us from brunette to grey’s
Yearly events
That’s 72 ballets
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2-Times per day we prayed
7-Hundred-Thirty-Two ways
4 wedding ring upgrades
7 decades plus 20 years I waited while he played
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9 kids 22 grandkids 9 great grandkids
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He cheated before with some whore in year 4
I let him back even though he was sneaking through some random womans back door
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One 12 month separation till he crawled back in desperation
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1 cancer scare
That left me a bit impaired
He was really scared
That was year 32 that’s when I really knew
That it would be him
And I
Laid to rest
Together

Spirit Guide – Poetry W/Audio

A peace offering to keep you as my guide
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My mommy is very sad you have to take me she wants to accompany me on this ride
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She gave me flowers as a gesture to take me directly to the pearly gate
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She’s been crying and praying all night hoping there’s someone else you can take
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She knows that spirits get lost they roam searching all alone
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They try to find their way back to familiar places that used to be their earthly home
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She was just hoping you’d get me there on time
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She’d like to know if you can walk me to the front of the line
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She’d also like to know if she can take my place
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She told me to tell you if God really needs me to please get me there safe
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If mommy had it her way she’d send you on your way
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But we all will one day meet you and today was just my day

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Untitled ~Poerty

East of somewhere
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Where time and matter don’t exist
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Heart heavy from old grief but still very new
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Time has limits and birds fly back home
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Who can stop a river from flowing
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Over beautiful rocks
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That stay wet and never dies
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And Myra waves goodbye

11 years down a lifetime to go 🥳

How time flies 🥳 I’m grateful to every blogger who has visited, liked or commented in this crazy space 🩷

/ˈsto͞opəd/ Scars ~ Poetry

I got tattoos to cover all my stupid scars
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Daddy took me with him and I danced for quarters when I was 6
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I’ve been to stupid bars
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I took daddy to the hospital cause he was too drunk when I was 9
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I learned to drive stupid cars
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I never understood what normal was that concept was stupid far
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Seen things I shouldn’t my life was super hard
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Teacher called CYS
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Wished up-pon stupid stars
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Now every man I get with tells me I have stupid scars
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Shards fragments and residue
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That little girl has been super scarred
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Not enough ink to cover all these stupid scars



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To note: Stu·pid 

/ˈsto͞opəd/

Slang:
Stupid – Fifty levin, plenty, a lot, a large amount, massive amounts, heavy, collection, significant, extensive

Poetry ~ Puberty 1988

So I’m slowly walkin’
Cryin’
Talkin’ to myself in the rain
I tried to off myself
Cut my wrist
Watched blood seep from my veins
I thought of other ways but I’m too young for cocaine
Doctor told me I had a sprain and he bandaged my brain
Slowly getting back to normalcy
Tryna’ stay in my lane
Even though my girlfriends say Brian’s a bum and a fuckin’ lame
I’m 13 years old and my dad tells me things will
Eve-Vent-Chu-Ally change
I give and I give but things seem to stay the same
Listen to your lies
But
You
Do
Nothing
But
Reinjure the sprain
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Mammas tryna’ get me away we took a ride on the train
Till we got to a doctor who tried to diagnose me insaine
I remember when mamma was sick

She had a sprain in her brain
I went with mamma weekly when she took the ride on the train
That led daddy to leave
He tried really hard to explain
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I stayed with the doc for 2 weeks

Until I went back to schoo’
Brian has a new girlfriend now but I don’t give a fuc’ cause I’m coo’
So what I got a new friend now too
I’m off in la-la land
Ativan is my new boo

Reincarnated – Poetry

A trilogy of love thus born

Less injured than before

All of our jagged edged worn

You’ll come to me once more

Whether as star

Constellation of triple light

Streaking ‘cross nights sky

Or rhythmic hum of fireflies

Crossing through silent light

Dark as days and cold as nights

I found you this time unbound

As we met on common ground

You come to me through distilled sound

And wrote our names on sacred ground

We will meet next time around

My love

Wounded ~ Poetry

No one is injured

But I am wounded

Mother braids my hair

As I weep

I know

I know

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She whispers