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“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm,
but to add color to my sunset sky.” ~ Rabindranath Tagore


Dear you,

Sometimes it’s okay to let go
that doesn’t mean
you stop to care
but he does.

Just let him go
you deserve to be happy…

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A word or three

How many words


Many to count

Past three

Past more

Past several




We choose

What’s important?

How is it?

Why is it? 10 more words

A Good Mood

My Puzzle Poem

The more that I look within
The more that I see
I’m full of solutions to the puzzle that is me
A puzzle that took 34 years to even sort the pieces to… 88 more words

Bipolar Disorder

One, One Thousand. Two, One Thousand.

Even among those who do not possess rhythm

The counting of seconds is a meter

All count, with near precision.

It is felt in how the world… 239 more words


Senses tingling

I feel it adding up

The immense senses are coming

They are over whelming and pull us in

Wondering what is next is high on the agenda… 86 more words

A Good Mood

The Sweet Truth

I didn’t know how to clear the dust from my mouth.
I wrote so many letters begging for someone to love me,
as if I was an unlovable thing, 184 more words