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2 years ago, he left for good…

Our good, that is

2 years later, things that had to fall in place,have

Things that had to run by the wayside,did

Things that are still together

Are holding beautifully and without much effort

2 years ago, I didn’t know if I’d make it on my own

2 years later,ย indeed, I have!!

2 years ago, I needed reassurance that my life altering decision was the right one

Not just for me;for my kids too

2 years later, I only wonder why I waited so long

2 years ago, I wondered If I would regret ending it

2 years later, I stand firmly by my decision and I boldly proclaim:

I regret very little in this short life span I’ve lived

I have loved walking this path

Here’s to the many steps that I’ve left to take!!!

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FANCY PRISONS

A prison can be found in the confines of a 3 million dollar mansion

A prison can be found in the interior of the latest Ferrari model

Prisons are all around

What keeps you from chasing after your dreams?

That’s your prison

Who controls your mind?

They are your prison warden

Why did you never believe you could fly?

A prison is waiting there for you…on that island that surrounds that lie

You know the one

You heard it from the time you could understand

You came here to be free

And some one stole the sparkle from your eyes

Some one chopped off the tail to your kite

Telling you it wasn’t long or short enough…and you believed them…

Some one said you sucked at singing

That your voice is flatter than a pan cake

And you chose not to let your vocal chords sing another note

Some one told you couldn’t dream great dreams

So you chose to live a night mare

Some one told you you’re too poor ย to make your dreams come true

That only the rich are allowed to dream…you believed them…

All you had to do was reject the bullshit lies

But you went on and embraced them instead

You chose a prison to spend all of your days in

You chose to line your pockets with money

So you wouldn’t have to live feeling the pain of the lie

You have friends, but you hate them all

You have people who need your help

And you hate them too

There are people who love you

And you can’t receive their love because you don’t allow yourself visitors inside your self- made prison

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HOW FREE ARE YOU?

My mind is free to go places without limits

My heart is free to feel what it wants to

My heart is free to love whom it wants to

To choose how long I’m going to love you

When I decide ,you’ll know

I won’t stop loving you

Because my hearts is free to change how I’ll continue loving you…

My feet are free to walk where they choose

My hands are free to grab a pen, put it to paper to unleash my wildest of imaginations

My body is free to feel the music and dance til day break or not

My eyes are free to roam where ever they want to and see things beyond the horizon

My ears are free to listen to nature’s song

To tune into an unseen realm-a realm more real than the tangible one

My will is free to choose right from wrong

I am free to learn the lesson or not…

How free are you?

 

 

 

 

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BORN TO DANCE

When I dance in the shadows with the moon as my partner

And the stars above, my captive audience

You’ll find me dancing in the crowd

Free spirit am I

I dance with this one

I dance with that one and the other one

I dance with who dances with me

If you don’t wanna dance

That’s fine too

I’ll dance anyway

I was born to dance

It’s my lance

I dance as I worship

I dance to release

I dance for my sanity

To some, it seems I dance out of vanity

I really don’t care who watches

Music runs through my veins and I awaken!

Music beckons to the wild in me

Music calms what needs assurance

I dance to celebrate,to feel joy …to feel alive!

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Sea Glass

sea glass beachYou picked me up fromย an unfathomable collection of sea glass

Held me to the light

Pleased with my brilliance

As the sun shone through

My opaque hues

Became an iridescent array of countless shades of color

From sky blue to cobalt

From cotton candy pink to sizzling magenta

From mint to emerald

From lavender to amethyst

I mesmerized you…

For so many years you studied me

You remained a student of me

Yet never fully grasped the subject

You grew frustrated

With each failed test

So you set out to:

Dominate, control and master: ME

You figured if you mastered me you’d be able to break into my heart’s code

That vault that once held as much treasure as the ocean’s floor for you

You became angrier with each passing year

When I could not, would not, should not fear-you

So you became a battering ram

In your weak attempt of getting through to me

You failed too

Had you only considered for a split second

Toย just ask me

I would have gladly handed you over my secret code…

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YOU HEARD MY SOUL

You heard my soul
My breath
My heart beat
My energy

I heard your soul
You baby sweet breath
Your tiny heart beat
Your new energy

The universe conspired
To line up our stars
To make sure all the glitter fell in all the right places
To make sure the constellations would align

You are here not here by happenstance
For I don’t believe in luck
Nor do I believe in chance or mere coincidence

You are here by some grand design
Bigger than both of us
I used to not believe in magic
But now I do
Magic is another word, a feeble attempt
To describe the mysteries of the universe
UNIVERSE:
One Poem
One Lyric
One Sonnet
One Line
One Ode

The universe let love in with:
One poem
One Lyric
One Sonnet
One Line
One Ode

Without love none of US would be here.

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When in pain, I dig in the soil of my heart and I begin to sift through its debris. I begin to find shiny things , those I keep. I run across dull, opaque objects that I have to turn this way and that in order to grasp their full value. Sometimes those bits are just crap and I cast them aside. I don’t like to journal about the obvious things that are happening at the moment in my life. Why write about what I am currently living? It’s like watching the same movie for the 100th time and knowing how it’s going to end at minute two of the opening scene. I write when I am in pain because that is where I connect the most with myself.

Is This What Dreams Are Made Of?

You lit a flame like no one else could
Clara, flicker of my heart
The light beams clearly in your eyes
Is this what dreams are made of?
To see the light beams in your eyes?
Is this what dreams are made of?
I’ll always make sure you receive an abundance of my love
Is this what dreams are made of?
To see your smile
Melt an icicle covered heart
Is this what dreams are made of?
To see you bridge the gap
In a war-torn heart
Is this what dreams are made of?
You’ve been here just a short while
Clara, light of my heart
Already you’ve made me laugh
You’ve made my heart explode
You’ve made me feel like everything’s gonna be fine
You’ve restored joy lost
You’ve healed hurts I wasn’t even aware of
You’ve brought order to the chaos…
Indeed, this is what dreams are made of!

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