1983 -    
American poet...
Published in the Library of Congress of the United States of America.

Joypeacelove
Cheers everybody!
Where there is love there is hope... Wsp


art is long,life is short, and success is very far off...
American poet...
Published in the Library of Congress of the United States of America.

Joypeacelove
Cheers everybody!
Where there is love there is hope... Wsp


art is long,life is short, and success is very far off...
SSeagraves
SSeagraves
5 days ago

i fall down
i get back up
i fall down
i get back up
i fall down
i get back up
again.....

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"You are my heart, my smile, and my reason...
Thank you"

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SSeagraves
SSeagraves
Dec 24, 2015

Beyond the point of no return
the lighting strikes and the thunder booms across the vast hills
we approach our destination
unknown
take off the weight of the world
and
see if you still stay fixed
with gravity of this earth
holding you down like the rocks scattered on the ground
the waves come crashing in and out with the tides and moon
"its almost time to let go", she said
i'm ready to see the world from another transmission
take us all away to the next generation
another frequency comes across the scanner
fuzzy
falling away from your own thoughts and mind
drift off
forget the worries that bind you to this world and body
transcend to the next evolution
omnipotence envelopes us all as the cascades of lights
shine through the darkness
the darkness is illuminated with light
and
sounds only the soul can hear when pressed gently against the ground
begging you to come in and rest for a while
Breathing becomes easy in its comfort and serenity
and warmth like a mother with child
the plains level and shift
the sky is purple as the most purple flowers
the sun drips off into the distance
we are the people of the world
we are the aliens
that inhabit this vast country side
the only way to see it
is to close your eyes
dance with space and time
instep and in time with the sounds of life
that surrounds us all
i have all the time in the world
i have all the time in the world
all the time in the world
to run and dance and play like a child
the lost spaces fade into the distance
as you awake from
your journey through the mind
as you stand up to count the feathers that have
fallen softly from your wings that only come from heaven
as the dire wolf still circles the fire

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SSeagraves
SSeagraves
Dec 9, 2015

survival of the fittest
the keys to life's doors open
the rebirth at dawn
cooling the air and all that is wrapped inside it
you must learn to crawl before you can walk
and walk to run
keep up because life moves faster everyday
let the good times roll
and the hard times roll off your back like rain on a tin roof
imagine yourself as who you want to be
do not fall behind
survival of the fittest
The daily test here
as we navigate across the landscapes of our mind

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2016
sseagraves
SSeagraves
SSeagraves
Dec 7, 2015

the humming of life is all packed up in my ears
swallowing up the thoughts and oppressive feelings of
up and down
in and out
side to side
turn on the lights
put your feet on the floor
the day always seems to come around at one point or another
i got the first couple of hours in the books
nobody hurt
the time on the clock moves slow with idle hands
at work i feel most alive,
i feel clear and joyful
i pass this on as much as i can,
can someone please pick me up for i have fallen again
practice what you preach
and do as i say not as i do
these thoughts come in and out of focus
with my full spectrum eyes and mind
take another deep breath i tell myself
and then another after that
for good measure.
life is too short to get muddled in the details
live in the present someone once told me
this is my goal
stop thinking of the past and of the future
open your mind to now and let the rest fall by the wayside
take another look around
and
see the beauty that is here
for all to see
as reminders of how good we have it...

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SSeagraves
SSeagraves
Nov 22, 2015

A castaway
i continue to move around like a bohemian or vagabond
tossing and turning at night
as the thoughts continue to rush around my mind
like a freight train out on a Sunday ride
out of control and screaming at the brakes to stop
on the fiery glowing tracks of the mind
red from the heat that is cast off of me
as i fly through the
space time continuum with a grateful heart and mind
even though i continue to move around and set forth on my steed
i always have one shoulder to the wind
and the other pushing upward
i am a person of many needs and things to give and
sometimes the thoughts get in my way
but the intentions are full,
plentiful,
meaningful,
and not always
well timed or executed

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sseagraves
SSeagraves
SSeagraves
Nov 9, 2015

Who is reading all my words?
who has read my poems?
almost 29,000 reads
how have they helped you?
how have I not?
keep on writing
keep on reading
thank you words for allowing me to use you
to sooth my soul....

 
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