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Grace Pickard Apr 2014
I saw the song title "All you need is love" two minutes ago
I balled my eyes out.
I am so guarded perhaps I've been avoiding love in order to protect myself. Or maybe I'm just going through a long long heart break I just can't shake.

Vulnerability
The certitude that all will be swell
Will I be fine and dandy?
Gracie Pickard April 4, 2014
  Mar 2014 Grace Pickard
witchy woman
the problem with
being a poet in love,
is that you savour
& trust each word your lover has
without  question.

we are simply in love
with bare literature,
spoken from the lips of someone we hold
in higher regard
than ourselves sometimes.

when you love a poet
each word you utter,
should be a piece of artwork

each sentence,
a highly thought out structure of awe and beauty to leave us seeping
in the warmth of your voice
caressing such fine words

so when deciding that you love someone,
who writes or reads
fill their souls with beauty, memories & truth especially,
for a poet's heart breaks at ease.
thoughts.
Grace Pickard Mar 2014
Tonight I have decided
That love should be indicted
Because I am not the final "Z"
But alas I am free.

Yesterday I said good bye
I'm deserving of a wise guy
Because I am not a bourgeoise
But alas I am free.

Tomorrow I may just weep
It's hard to feel incomplete
Yes, I don't flow like the ocean sea
But alas I am free

Currently I am exultant
For this is the resultant
I am a bel esprit
(But) Alas I am free
First  written kyrielle by me!
March 29, 2014
Printed in my poetry collection
Grace Pickard Mar 2014
My soul
Is happy now
Uncaged allowed to roam
It sees life's utter pulchritude
I’m free
Sunday, March 30, 2014 Gracie Pickard
  Mar 2014 Grace Pickard
John Buhler
Snow melting slowly,
Blossoms approaching new life,
Spring takes its first breath
Grace Pickard Mar 2014
Beside the window sits chirping
Chirping
Chirping
Birds! I'm trying to write. DBQ... FRQ..... Fml...
Starting-
passing by the sun hides behind the top of the sky
Noon- I'm trapped
Black
white
Colorless ideas and sights
"Opinions" used to persuade the guard to mark down you did all right in your studies
Adolescents- slaves to your presence
Obey the clock
Tick
       Tock
Tick
       Tock
Tick
"talk" speak your mind as long as I agree
God forbid,
My mind wanders
Far away lands,
Flowers unsold
People oh so bold
Love un-withhold
                        Stories untold
Take hold!
Wake up!
Absorb this!
My soul is invalid...as I am a slave to sick, adolescent oppression
Education is just memorization.
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