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 Aug 17 Maria
Blue Sapphire
Poetry and love

both came uninvited.

Poetry stayed,

love went away .
 Aug 14 Maria
Traveler
I don’t get lonely, solitude is my best friend. I do like to visit every now and then.
I don’t behave the way I use to, just to be one of the gang.
I don’t need a “that a boy!” I’m no longer looking for my status quo of fame.
My old friends don’t understand me, something about me has changed.
I’m no longer interested in pretending we’re all at the same stage.
Traveler Tim
there was no fanfare,
no procession, no proclamation,
as i hit the button, no exclaimation
as i changed my life. as if no one
noticed, and if i am right, they
probably didn’t.

didn’t see as i drove the valley,
didn’t protest, or speak in tongues,
did not see the little things.

we bought winter food.
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