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02.24.19

3/10/2019

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The grasshoppers have stopped coming.
The Muses weep.
No one honors them with dance or song.
The Muses weaken.
Man’s only concern is War. Greed, the poison.
Eternal, the Muses sleep.
Creativity, Art, Expression lost.
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05.07.18

3/10/2019

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The night air is cool and crisp
The wind blowing in gusts that frighten the unsuspecting ear
Alone, staring at screens, I contemplate one, two, three things and more
Attention drawn to everything and nothing
Candles burn until they die
The noise of life dimming until the sun shines once more
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06.04.18

3/10/2019

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Set me on your windowsill
Face me toward the sun
Give me water 
Watch me grow
Help me blossom under your care
Talk with me, tell me of your hopes and fears
Carbon dioxide love
Let me bloom 
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    Poetry is not my forte, but they say creativity is about being vulnerable. So, here lies all that I am, and all that I ever was. 

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