Fuzzywords - Hello Poetry

I live my life in the place between Sometimes in this world Sometimes in a dream As life flows around me I drift in the stream I live my life in the place between

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Aug 2, 2018

Aug 2, 2018 at 12:51 PM UTC

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The Place Between

I live my life in the place between Sometimes in this world Sometimes in a dream As life flows around me I drift in the stream I live my life in the place between

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Places I went to the old place today It had been a home But is no longer mine Funny to see the old places And things that don't change Over time We leave pieces of us Wherever we go Some can be seen Others not so Yet are sometimes remembered In dream I no longer live in the land of my birth I really don't miss it I say And yet in the nighttime I sometimes return Reliving the forgotten days Now it seems That another old place becomes new It is a return But still not the same Things left behind Will stir once again But this time 'tis I that have changed Is there ever a place that we can call home Can such a thing even be found Or must we still wander This maze of our heart Until we return to the ground

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May 16, 2018

May 16, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC

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Places

Places I went to the old place today It had been a home But is no longer mine Funny to see the old places And things that don't change Over time We leave pieces of us Wherever we go Some can be seen Others not so Yet are sometimes remembered In dream I no longer live in the land of my birth I really don't miss it I say And yet in the nighttime I sometimes return Reliving the forgotten days Now it seems That another old place becomes new It is a return But still not the same Things left behind Will stir once again But this time 'tis I that have changed Is there ever a place that we can call home Can such a thing even be found Or must we still wander This maze of our heart Until we return to the ground

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What you are In your Heart Can not Be defined Do not even try Definitions Build a cage You see Would you cage infinity?

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May 7, 2018

May 7, 2018 at 7:03 PM UTC

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Your Heart

What you are In your Heart Can not Be defined Do not even try Definitions Build a cage You see Would you cage infinity?

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The Fire has died The Flame has departed And the Stones grow cold The Ashes remain To be Stirred with a stick Scorched at the tip That remembers the flame Stir through the Ashes now Seek for a spark Just one bit of warmth That may still remain Flint is hard And Steel is cold Yet together a spark may be made Tinder is A tender heart The breath of life That rekindles the flame

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May 7, 2018

May 7, 2018 at 1:40 PM UTC

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Flint & Steel

The Fire has died The Flame has departed And the Stones grow cold The Ashes remain To be Stirred with a stick Scorched at the tip That remembers the flame Stir through the Ashes now Seek for a spark Just one bit of warmth That may still remain Flint is hard And Steel is cold Yet together a spark may be made Tinder is A tender heart The breath of life That rekindles the flame

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When the flood has subsided We see the debris When the emptiness fills us With pain And we wonder why we Were not washed to the sea When our whole world imploded With rain When the fire has passed And we stand in the ash Of what we had built In conceit When everything's gone But the wind's empty song And the ashes that lay At our feet When everything's changed And we seek but in vain For the world we had known In the past Yet we still take the trouble To sift through the rubble Till the emptiness Takes us at last Yet why we still stand In this desolate land Is the question that That torments the mind Is there still hope for life And a flicker of light Although one cannot Turn back the time Where do we start Do we stay in the dark Must we stand In this darkness alone Or can it yet be Though we still cannot see That a candle is burning At home

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Apr 3, 2018

Apr 3, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC

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Fire and Flood

When the flood has subsided We see the debris When the emptiness fills us With pain And we wonder why we Were not washed to the sea When our whole world imploded With rain When the fire has passed And we stand in the ash Of what we had built In conceit When everything's gone But the wind's empty song And the ashes that lay At our feet When everything's changed And we seek but in vain For the world we had known In the past Yet we still take the trouble To sift through the rubble Till the emptiness Takes us at last Yet why we still stand In this desolate land Is the question that That torments the mind Is there still hope for life And a flicker of light Although one cannot Turn back the time Where do we start Do we stay in the dark Must we stand In this darkness alone Or can it yet be Though we still cannot see That a candle is burning At home

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It seems that these days Of all that I read I only believe The po-e-ter-y I have grown so tired Of lies and the tweets And all the extravagant Hy-per-bo-le With a-cu-si-a-tions And spinning the web Truth lies in a prison And reason is dead I don't want to hear it I'm sorry to say Just keep all your ******** For some other day I mean that… These days… Of all that I read… I can only believe… The poetry

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Apr 2, 2018

Apr 2, 2018 at 2:58 PM UTC

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These Days

It seems that these days Of all that I read I only believe The po-e-ter-y I have grown so tired Of lies and the tweets And all the extravagant Hy-per-bo-le With a-cu-si-a-tions And spinning the web Truth lies in a prison And reason is dead I don't want to hear it I'm sorry to say Just keep all your ******** For some other day I mean that… These days… Of all that I read… I can only believe… The poetry

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If a thing should fall It's not the end We roll it up And start again When the sun sets In the west We turn to the east And hope for the best As through a glass The sand will drop Less and less Until it stop But when it comes To the final grain The glass is turned And starts again There is an end And it will come But not until These days are done And when we think This is the end Eternity Will just begin.

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Apr 2, 2018

Apr 2, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC

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If A Thing Should Fall

If a thing should fall It's not the end We roll it up And start again When the sun sets In the west We turn to the east And hope for the best As through a glass The sand will drop Less and less Until it stop But when it comes To the final grain The glass is turned And starts again There is an end And it will come But not until These days are done And when we think This is the end Eternity Will just begin.

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I am The Earth Girl Toes in the dirt ***** fingers ***** toes I am The Earth Woman Feet rooted in Earth Looking up Smiling to the Sky

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Mar 2, 2018

Mar 2, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC

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Earth Girl

I am The Earth Girl Toes in the dirt ***** fingers ***** toes I am The Earth Woman Feet rooted in Earth Looking up Smiling to the Sky

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In the parking lot now I turn off the engine And sit Smoothing the skirt over my legs I look down Toenails a lovely coral shade Setting off the subdued greens and browns Of this skirt Hand on the door now I cannot open it I stay in the car seat Trembling… I did not wear my mask How strange… I come here nearly every day But always in my mask I had hoped Today Things might change… But drive home again My mask and I go way back It helps me feel like one of the boys

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Feb 22, 2018

Feb 22, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC

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Mask

In the parking lot now I turn off the engine And sit Smoothing the skirt over my legs I look down Toenails a lovely coral shade Setting off the subdued greens and browns Of this skirt Hand on the door now I cannot open it I stay in the car seat Trembling… I did not wear my mask How strange… I come here nearly every day But always in my mask I had hoped Today Things might change… But drive home again My mask and I go way back It helps me feel like one of the boys

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Sitting alone with a pen While the darkness And night closes in ***** on ice once again Self medication Has it's limitation But then… What's in a word Or a glass For that matter As I sit on my *** Contemplating the scatter Of thoughts in my head Sometimes I think… I'd rather be dead But the stink When they broke down the door Was so bad That they puked on the floor I'm sorry for the mess

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Feb 8, 2018

Feb 8, 2018 at 7:06 PM UTC

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Sorry for the Mess

Sitting alone with a pen While the darkness And night closes in ***** on ice once again Self medication Has it's limitation But then… What's in a word Or a glass For that matter As I sit on my *** Contemplating the scatter Of thoughts in my head Sometimes I think… I'd rather be dead But the stink When they broke down the door Was so bad That they puked on the floor I'm sorry for the mess

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