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Poetry
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This is my space, A place where I be can me. Sunday, August 06, 2006. The skies seemed to be crashing down. Never before had she seen such intense lightening. It seemed to have consumed the atmosphere. And the thunder, it was so deafening. For the first time in her life she realized that she was indeed afraid of the storm. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The skies seemed to be crashing down. Never before. View my complete profile.
Poetry: Metamorphosis 2
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This is my space, A place where I be can me. Monday, March 16, 2009. Going back to my true self. My old and my familiar self. In hope that tomorrow won’t just be another day. But a better day. Maybe even a day I can smile in as I. Try to forget the tears of yesterday. And if possible unlearn the doubt of the day before yesterday. The trials of last week. The sufferings of last month. The uncertainty of last year. I thread backwards in time. Undoing the damage that was left behind. I am no longer blind.
Poetry
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This is my space, A place where I be can me. Friday, January 30, 2009. I wish you had seen me. Instead of seeing thru me. Like a transparent object. That has no body. Countless times you’ve walked thru me. Stood right on me. As I was pinned right beneath. The burdensome pressure of your giant feet. I wished you’d release me. Gasping for air as you suppressed me. Dying I felt the life slip out of me. Screaming noiseless pleas to your. My voice had never reached thee. As I reached for your blocked heart.
Poetry: February 2009
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This is my space, A place where I be can me. Monday, February 02, 2009. Meh wonder if yuh wan goat. And you duh sneek up pun me. Put yuh mouth near me and try fuh bite me. Meh de see yo, eh heh meh kectch yuh. Kick yo rass ‘way. Damn goat nah come back n stray hey! Not very good at creole.just a humble attempt. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
Poetry: I wash myself
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This is my space, A place where I be can me. Wednesday, January 28, 2009. I wash myself of the right to dream. And shed the last of my selfish need. To have you ease what troubles me. And soothe me back to gentle sleep. I wash myself of the childish need. To have you hold me when I’m weak. To satisfy this starving need. To have someone to cuddle me. I wash myself of this human need. To laugh, to love, to live on dreams. I wash myself until I’m clean. Of all that fracture dare I to dream.
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This is my space, A place where I be can me. Friday, March 20, 2009. As the sun awakes I welcome spring. As a time to begin all over again. I shed the old ways of yesterday. A chance to start over and reset my brain. I’ll plant grains of hope in the bed of my brain. I promise to take time off for myself this year. And be kinder to myself. To meditate and to pray. Make each second stretch and last for whole days. To feel the pleasure without the regret. Out goes the cold. As I toss out the rubbish. I Pain...
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