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As I lie upon a velvet recliner
beautiful women feed me grapes,
one at a time,
straight from the vine,
as poets fan me with palms and psalms
that they so very much wish to preach.
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 May 2015 Alexis Rose
Madeysin
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 May 2015 Alexis Rose
Madeysin
You get exactly what God you think He is.
If you think he's an angry God, then THATS what you get. If you think HES a horrible God than that's what you get. How can you hate someone, you don't even know? How can you never open a book and hate everything inside it. Oh because you read one scripture & you hated it? Well guess what, read the whole thing and maybe your shallow mind will understand
The weight of these words
rolling around in my head
are breaking my neck
one thought at a time.
as I sit and breathe
my heart slows
my mind quiets

I can now hear the birds singing
feel the gentle breeze blowing
and my skin tingles to celebrate
that I am alive to be present
to this moment
He came screaming into my life like a balloon accidentally,
Let loose before the knot is tied,
And his words make me giddy.
So why do the words not flow onto the page over him?
Why can I only write sad poems?
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