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Once upon a time I wrote poetry
To fill the emptiness that did reside

Once I learn to say how I felt
Long after the tears had mostly dried

Once I marveled at what I could write down
I even marveled at the rthym of the sound

But now the words falter , stumble at the gate
They no longer please me , I take it as my fate

Their purpose has somehow been denied
And to continue on a fruitless path would be living in a lie

So I take stock and close the book and put away my pen
For I will not be found in grace on page written in poem again

Once I was lost but now I'm found

The sunrise
may be beautiful,
awash across the
dawning skies
Though morning for me
won’t begin
until you open up
your eyes

For then the beauty
that I see
will start my day
in perfect view
As nothing is
more beautiful
than mornings spent
in love with you
scream like the thunder
let go of the storm tonight
sunny days will come

**s.h.
You say you're having problems
With both family and friends
Let's see if we can boil this down
Now where do we begin

No sense in pussyfooting
If we're to get right to the truth
By my calculations
The common denominator is you

If it's you that is the problem
Then the solution is the same
So let's start working in that noggin
And come up with a plan

Perhaps a whole new attitude
A softening of heart
A loosening of the chains of blame
Would be the place to start

If you feel they're out to get you
Before you draw weapons to defend
Search first for the problem
Because it might come from within
I've found a lot of times in life that if you're having issues with others most likely it's your own selfishness that's really the issue.
sometimes we run
into the arms of
a terrible person
just in an attempt
to escape a
broken heart.
I made a deal with the sky
Bought a cloud I saw I liked
After we agreed on a price
Paid a bit too much but I don't mind

I took my cloud and painted it
Silver lining with a golden tint
It gave my cloud a bit of lift
Down the road I'll be glad I did

Then I took it for a ride
On adventures soon to find
Reaching for new wonder heights
Across the forever sky my cloud and I
A desert between us?
Only in your dreams.
Your longing?
Reciprocal, it seems.
Your heart ache?
Nothing compared to mine.
My promises?
Rare and always held.
Your smile?
Bright sunray
Throughout my day.
Your heart beats?
My earthquakes.
Your verses,
Daily narcotics.
My horizon?
Just to love you,
On and on.
Paint my heart as empty
all blue and black and grey

Around it perforate a circle
from beginning back to start

Paint it very gently
then quickly pull away

Tearing it out
without ripping it apart

Someday they'll surely place it
in the Gallery of Fools

Inside the Wailing Walls
out past the Hall of Shame

And when the people face it
they'll cherish their own hearts

As if anatomy has
anything to do with pain

©Jason Cole
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