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“Are You A Vegetarian?”
I t was a happenstance meeting at a store that brought my writing back to life. In a grocery store between the apples and the lettuce, I found my muse.
I had not written in two months. When this is what you swore you would do since sixth grade, you swore you would write and capture moments, write poetry. Then you break ...
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The 78 Gates!
A Poetry and Graphic Project.
My mission in taking up this project is to get to know the
Tarot better, much better. No just running my hands over it anymore, I’m gonna
get all up in it. One of my goals is to know Tarot backwards and forwards by
the time I move, or a little after. It’s one of ...
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This has taken on a sort
of twist in my plans lately. I may do different sections for different artists
or different poems for different artists comprised of their lyrics. I know I
wanna start with The Beatles but some of them may not be in Sestina format right
away because I realized that might be a little difficult. So I may split them
into diffe...
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I can't remember really for the life of me where I was going with this when I wrote this so long ago. I just know that I kind of dig this little beginning.
The Watchings Of a Friend, Fiend Or Foe
I walk to the alley way which leads to my house, where I no
longer belong. The recent rains moistens the air and soaks the ground. I had
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Boy, looking back and reading old poetry really makes me realize how far I have come since then. Only a few really good ones worth looking at. Just a few good lines, with work some of them could be pretty good. It also reminds me of a time when I used poetry as an outlet like a silent therapist. I used to write and write and that would be the only thing that made me f...
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“How ya doin'
young lady
The feeling that you gave me really drives me crazy
You don’t have a player on your trunk
I was at a loss of words
First time that we spoke
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I'll find out by the end of the night
All I can do is try, gimme one chance
What's the problem? I don't see no ring on you...
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