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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: October 2015
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Saturday, October 3, 2015. Sometimes you will cry,. Many times you will wonder why. There's days of elevation to the moon,. On others, the night won't be over too soon. Like breathing, it is norm for rise and fall,. And all that you may become is a dropped call. Sink low but just above that last wrung,. Bite back bitterness from the tip of your tongue. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: April 2015
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Tuesday, April 7, 2015. Em pretty eyes,. First glimpse caught at the station,. Silently they beckoned t. Endrils of a plea,. Come to me", they beseeched,. Take me away from this lonesome world". Be the love I seek". But fear clasped my feet,. Chained my tongue,. And just like it never was,. The moment ceased to exist. In regret I look back and long,. I am just a mere medium,. There ...
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: Untitled
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Monday, April 11, 2016. Here I am looking at life from a 'foreign' angle,. As though I am a different me,. A misshapen form removed from the real,. What has become of the once spirited optimism? That fiery spark that never saw a lost cause,. Or wrong that could not be righted,. Where is that 'little boy' chasing his fairytale? April 17, 2016 at 3:03 PM. April 28, 2016 at 4:55 PM.
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: September 2016
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Monday, September 26, 2016. With you, out of sight is never out of mind. And your beauty stays ever-green in the eye of this beholder. Though I am shut out; pushed to the side and in the dark,. I let go not; cos' my love still burns bright and fills my heart as the sun adorns the sky. In the doorway I am, praying for your everyday,. For deep down inside, that angel still speaks.
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: Too far gone
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Saturday, May 28, 2016. Am I too far gone? Past that point of no return! I try to look up ahead, down the dusty road, to see what is at its end. But I can't. All around, in my midst. It's forlorn, devoid of encouragement in any form. I want to stop, just give in and take the loss. But when I turn around to look for my start, I can't see it either. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: December 2015
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Monday, December 28, 2015. On this corner of happy and healthy I stand,. Time will take its course,. This journey someday won't defy definition,. At some point, I become numb. And your face passes like every other blur,. Or the watermark corsets long-lasting. For now, this pain locked in my embrace stays,. Sting of unanswered questions,. Incertitude of unfilled voids;. Harden me not,.
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: October 2016
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Tuesday, October 18, 2016. More than just 'shades'. There is something on your face I have never seen before,. A foreign object that shades your eyes and masks your brows. Artwork of the highest quality; finely crafted, perfect luster,. Chic, exclusive and complements your beauty with further grace. It is everything to draw bated breathes and admiring attention to you;.
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: January 2016
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Sunday, January 24, 2016. Curled up in a lonely ball,. Hovering in the farthest reaches,. Just inches in the sphere of sanity,. There is this eerie scream trapped in your head,. A dangerously exotic mix of creative juices and poisonous venom,. Seething, scathing, scalding. serene, soothing and sweet. All in the same dark brew,. Begging. pleading to be let loose. A WORLD OF IDEAS.
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: August 2015
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Tuesday, August 11, 2015. Pictures don't lie,. But they don't tell a whole story. They mention nothing about the loneliness,. The emptiness deep inside. But they are silent in half. Telling nothing of trials and travails,. The silent suffering of living through outside eyes. Pictures don't lie,. But there is so much they don't reveal. They utter not a word of the frustration,.
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RuuD'S POETRY CRIB: May 2016
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Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions. The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism. Its all about Poetry! Saturday, May 28, 2016. Am I too far gone? Past that point of no return! I try to look up ahead, down the dusty road, to see what is at its end. But I can't. All around, in my midst. It's forlorn, devoid of encouragement in any form. I want to stop, just give in and take the loss. But when I turn around to look for my start, I can't see it either. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).