When I’m seeking solutions to life’s larger questions,
I visit that sacred location where millions of people pray,
desperately, for answers - the bathroom mirror.

Ugh, has my hair looked like that all DAY?

Christmas used to be magic
Mistletoe had meaning
Tinsel told me reasons this year was different
Little lights told me lies and I believed every single one
Carols charmed me
Presents paraded in front of me
Oh god and love, love felt so very near.

Writing from soul to paper
Paper to draft
From draft to hp
Hello poetry to you

Keep it alive this soul of mine
Write and there will always be someone to read
Here I am writing to thee
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If a flame begins to flicker
It must be tended to.
But you must not ever
Heap on so much wood
That it smothers the flame
And the fire goes totally out.
          ljm