Afloat..
Crossing mile of distance
Keeping herself
In a reign of life being
Put every trust in her fragile
Not
Merely chased the light
For each battle is fair
In the nature's wisdom of fight
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Subtle portal
magic in disguise
literature
showed the way
philosophy
gave me context
almost every day
I found
the truth
in lines of fiction
It animated
my addiction
at last,
it set me free.


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When we said our last goodbyes
My life was taken out of context
I'd meant for the day, not for always
But fate had other plans for us
Now my hellos echo my raw regrets
And are forgotten and buried
In the forevers of our last goodbye

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Living life
From box to box.

March 27th, 2020
prompt:

Share. Retweet. Break free.


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She would forfeit hope
for her wanderlust
to feel each delicious high

Chancing peril if she must
rescuing herself by and by

Bound to no one’s emotional trust
with her wild nature she will comply








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Enchant

My collective journey is bold, brave, & free—sometimes in the of my room I open my eyes to write & capture art while listening to Mozart—I happily surprised, whispering sighs—I cannot deny, the excitement to be alive.✍️🏽#vss365

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What Is—Will Come

Nothing stays the same—blame game, pain & not acknowledging change. Now is a time to emerge, even for greatness one day. Though thoughts may delay or progress in the stern & flow with the current to discern✍️🏽#vsspoem

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wandering a kingdom of shadows
cobwebs muted colors reflect
down the rabbit hole to a foreign place
not at liberty to stop & inspect
I'll not write of strangeness here
as a teapot whistles profanity
to a new world order of insanity




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Poetic Abundance✍🏽

A heart infused with an array of poetic & emotions—joy, sorrow, anger, love, & hope; leveling up under a microscope—while embracing the of beauty & grace to win the race with positive acceptance & poetic abundance.

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On my spiritual journey

I leave behind old habits—like a dream, I reflect on ”what's next.” Illusions, intrusions, are all but confusing—sly, fantasies were once amusing. And but for the grace & penchant of mercy, a harvest subdues the need for controversy.✍️🏽#vsspoem

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29 February🤔

The urge to is like a toad hidden beneath in fear—#rare and making it perfectly clear with twenty-nine days up in here—just one more day means it’s a leap year!✍️🏽#vsspoem

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I must scourge your exhistence
I must you from my space
I must emerge from this much stronger
I must urge me to be nothing but great


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”My Coat of Armor”

...might be gray in color, but it's a mystical & magical shield of protection by God. It’s a joyful of peace & the strong survive & the weak can thrive, by all measures in a of pleasures.✍️🏽#vsspoem

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Like worms
Hidden from the
Light of truth
Blindly digging
Through the dirt
Unaware
They're nothing more
Than bait

February 21st, 2020
prompt:

Share. Retweet. Don't get hooked.


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The Prophecy

One fine day
The sky would come
Down looking for you
And you'll met up halfway
If it asks you to join her up there
What do you honestly think you'd say?

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So, Here’s the Tea

...whether you place your bets with a bookie or me: ”Champagne cocktails, chocolates, a dinner date with a while I for sugar & spice, oh, so nice, until it’s routine—until, I can say what I mean.”✍️🏽#vsspoem

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In the diamond mist of snow
a cuteness flutters in daydream
the soft velocity of angelic wings
the whispers of flowery weeds
judge nothing they just let
the wind blow the snow magically
all across another sunny morning
blinding Spring

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Chameleon Spirit

Poets feel to opine on love—and test the limits within four walls—but the charming chameleon And if passion transcends illusions on Valentine’s Day—chameleon spirits shed their skin to come out & play.😉🔥✍️🏽#vss365

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Parallel realities
and the unknown variables
of change
burn like glass
against straw
I don’t need an atlas to know
where it’s going to ignite first
and where it will rage
Rebirth from ashes is difficult

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I am standing still
at the crossroads of fate
finding the courage
to make decisions
through the cacophony
sounding in my head
I can choose to adapt
or be the woman who leapt
my destination anywhere
choosing first road out
anyplace but here

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