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Ramble.There's this voice in the back of my head whispering little thoughts, / every day spilling words into the vortex to cause a chain reaction / of action each day that I step foot on this earth. Some days I shake

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Dec 2, 2013

Fall.I list lazily and can find no purpose / As to a leaf that is buoyed by the stream. / I see unending sky but find no purchase

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Nov 3, 2013

City Night.Shivers, subdued, sit poised and submerged for flight / Just below my, still yet, warm-to-the-touch skin. / Conversation licks across a yellow light

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Oct 11, 2013

Congested.I sit, misty-headed, contemplating change; / Wondering what constitutes that narrow goal. / Because I've come to realize something strange

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Oct 11, 2013

The Ravens.Today I saw two brothers of the raven-- / I wonder if it's a comment on our plight. / One sat despondent and reeked of the craven,

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Oct 11, 2013

Introductions.I remember now the feeling that incites / My head to turn and to appreciate you; / The abrasive beauty causing the nights

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Oct 11, 2013

Answer.A fresh, honest answer, wind whistling by-- / Words tumble forth gracefully in spite of all / The tiny thoughts you can't bring yourself to lie.

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Sep 30, 2012

Slowly.I sit and I wait, a paragon of pride-- / Seeking to release the joy that sits alone. / A notion of importance that's on my side,

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Sep 30, 2012

Calling Love Nice.Does my poetry still hum with happiness flared? / A resonating joy that captures the heart. / Rapid revolutions and clarity paired

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Aug 7, 2012

Calming Noise.Who is that yet that does not ask the question? / What creates the soul within, what makes us yearn, / What transfers through without a single mention

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Jul 30, 2012

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