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My poetry is a story of the last year of my life. I have experienced pleasure and pain beyond what I could imagine just two years ago. It is a story of losing love, searching for new love, and realizing that the search has to start from within
My brain
and heart decided that there were opportunities that could no longer
be ignored. Alive
Again
March was a time
of examining every- thing that could be seen (or heard)
That Girl
Last Friday
April
was a silent month as a heart and brain took a break form the torment
of life One Day One Last Night Road
of Loneliness
Reflection Tomorrow I could |
Alive Again Cold days go by this Spring life barely flows through these veins Once left for dead, a year past Troubles
arrive in life too fast Heat returns to a barren land blood rushing into my hand Only to touch the life of one With
all that it has done A sleeping giant has woke To write again life the book Lips to tell the tale to all "Here
I am" is the call To savor each breath of fresh air Loving
the walk everywhere
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