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The light escaped barely through the cold morning.
I found you broken—and I was too,
You healed me more than I could heal you,
I wiped the tear rolling down your cheek,
Your last word escaped the brim of your lips
So weak, so fragile;
And our love grew boundless.
I change my shoes and attitude
Some say I hate surprises
Desiring things to stay the same
Anxiety arises

Change a job, a change in age
Change your view or change your tone
The Age of Aquarius turned the page
To change your tune-you’re not alone

Do I fight the change, ignite the change
The change I fear, so hard so cruel
You can win a war yet take the blame
When Yin and Yang begin to duel

Like loose change dropped in a jar
Changing partners, changing clothes
Change my house and buy that car
Bless the highs but curse the lows

Pain and Joy, so intertwined
A change of heart, a change of flight
Accepting wisdom, change my mind
A shift to the left, the change feels right

The change I see, or don’t see comin’
I move in a different direction
Confidently whistling and hummin’  
Too late upon closer inspection

Change for the better or change can ****
Lead in the water has been unfurled
Change means growth-you cannot stand still
Change your position and change the world
Thinking of David Bowie and his song, Changes
No
No poetry today.
No words for the despair.
No calming the fears.
No poetry today.
bang inside my brain
burning my soul

I kick them away in restless sleep
jaw clenches  in familiar fear

truth or consequence
all night long
Some things you can never say out loud.
 Jan 2019 Abigail Hobbs
Star BG
I enter a doorway,
of silence to see.
Light and wind
yes hugging me.

I enter the moment,
in quiet with beams
breathing deeply
to center in dreams.

I enter an archway,
of rainbows grand light
letting go judgments
so all will go right.

I enter cave dwelling,
inside of my heart
to hear guidance
and make a new start

I enter and stay,
meditating for bliss.
Spirit anoints me
with a special kiss.
Saw a u-tube of flute music.
The title was door way of silence and it sparked this poem.
When I wrote last line
a haiku showed itself.
Looks like I inspired myself LOL

Meditating bliss
comes as spirit anoints me
with a special kiss.
i lost sight of her
somewhere along the way
like sleeping through a storm
her tears falling, unseen
crashed like silent raindrops
and washed away the road
we walked in different directions
intending to meet at the same location
destinations and destinies
intertwined
yet never one
...and the same
new
sun squares on the hardwood
the morning robins
and you.
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