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 Mar 2020 Amanda N Skaggs
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My heart sings
the bluest song,
but no one is
around to hear it

I hope one day,
my heart sings
a yellow song
that rhymes with
happiness and serenity
 Mar 2020 Amanda N Skaggs
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Yellow
 Mar 2020 Amanda N Skaggs
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And when she left,
I kept her lucky bamboo alive,
and wished that the leaves
will speak to me in her voice

But the leaves has grown quiet,
and turned into my favorite color

Does that mean our love has withered,
or have I been speaking with the dead?
I miss her ******. I can't stop myself from writing poems about her.
 Mar 2020 Amanda N Skaggs
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21
 Mar 2020 Amanda N Skaggs
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21
I scratched my head,
and a memory got
stuck under my nail

I sang to my aching heart,
it is yearning to be broken, again
Call it love

If I leave, I wonder if
peace will visit my grave
 Mar 2020 Amanda N Skaggs
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5:05 PM
 Mar 2020 Amanda N Skaggs
N
I’m feverishly lonesome,
and my wounded soul
is yearning for its doom

When I leave,
will the orchids in
my room still bloom?
Is it so hard to love
To give
More than enough
To live for
God

Is it so hard
To believe
You were bought
So you could willingly slave for the Lord
And reprogram your robot

You were a thought
God sought
For his army of justice

Yeah
It's just us

Is it so hard to love your neighbor
Love your enemies
And labor for the love

Yes
It is

So hard

When you're flesh and human

To love
The habitat
That manufacturers demons

After the Good
Went bad
We became Man
And Woman

Now
it's so hard to love
When it's so much easier

To give up
 Feb 2020 Amanda N Skaggs
Edward
God calls and we answer, for we minster.
To men, women , and children right here.
For everyone needs the Good Lord God.
For sometime we don't even know what to pray.
But our hearts speak louder than words at time.
My prayer is that your heart desires come about.
That every one of your prayers will get answered.
May your hearts desires come about now too.
.
I want to fill the bath tub up,


And fall asleep in it.
winter licks
your cheeks

leaving strawberry stains

white drops
color your
thick hair

making you wise
beyond your years

crystal knives
hang from
the trees

you lie down
making an angel

playing a
waiting game
Cherokee Travelers' Blessing II
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Happily may you walk
in the paths of the Rainbow.
                  Oh,
and may it always be beautiful before you,
beautiful behind you,
beautiful below you,
beautiful above you,
and beautiful all around you
where in Perfection beauty is finished.

Published by Better Than Starbucks
Fight
To be stronger
Than you think you are
Day by day
You’ll be stronger
Than the day before

This is how strength is born
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