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 Apr 2018
Fi
I read you the children's storybooks that your parents sold
and buy you marbles like your old collection
(that one day was no longer there) and
we will sit craning our necks, healing our hearts

we can do arts and crafts projects
(and this time they will be hung up on the fridge)
and I'll double check your room for monsters
and your music box for pills

you have been compressed, ashamedly
for far too long
scoffed at and eyes rolled
if heads do

you are free now, protected and proud
you are safe and sound
join hands, and know that
these new planes of vulnerability keep you strong.
 Apr 2018
Miranda Renea
Weep not, lost girl.
Time is your friend.
Love will come again,
Just like, sometimes,
It must come to an end.

Mind your lessons,
Lost one. You've
Learned this all before.
Your heart burns with
The fire of a Phoenix,
It will live once more.
 Apr 2018
Miranda Renea
I found you again, flower thief.
Except this time I am the bud,
And the one you clipped is dead.
Let me teach you how to live again.

It looks like dancing to the
Moon at 3 AM and watching
Lightning illuminate the sky,
Listening to music that lifts
That feeling inside - higher
Than the goosebumps on flesh
As rain soaks into skin
And feeling is the only whim.
 Jan 2018
Miranda Renea
The story never changes.
Wasting breath on too many cigarettes,
I sigh over different colored eyes-
Mostly brown, but maybe blue next time.

They love how I make them feel.
Eyes glazed in a haze of pleasure,
I measure every look and seal my fate.
When they dream, it's of this. Nothing more.
Naive little *****, I swore this time it'd be different.
 Jan 2018
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Wrong place,  wrong time, two nickels make a dime, but I just don't wanna fail.

Too many heartbreaks plus hardships,  set sail for through fiery hell.

Life is hard,  we all know,  the same scenario,
It's not hard than you portray.

Good things,  good days,  come and go,
Melting away.
Anyway.

Do you see the shame?  That you threw on me , laughing and scheming afflicting the
Meaning of pain,
No respect given in this life will leave you in suspense , making it harder to sustain.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/01/sustain-weak-strong-saga.html
 Jan 2018
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


Crystals covering my heart like the chocolate around
A peanut in my simple request to find out who I am or
Where I am for I am nothing but a talking pile of shiny
Rocks filled with so much purpose in my state of mind
Or maybe perhaps in God's beautiful eyes I am just as
Perfect as his loyal companions in the clouds but
Simply let the flower sprout and I am in the
Kingdom serving from what I can gather is the queen of
All of us embracing her ****** features like a lost puppy
Looking for its master entertaining each and every piece
Of loyalty til I'm tired making decisions for my life that
Is endured quickly,
No time to sit and cry little soldier and your mother's got
List of chores for you to confront in your life,
Don't ignore it for even a second,
Such a buzz ****..
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/01/weeply.html
 Nov 2017
Miranda Renea
I blinked, Time winks with a smile.
He holds my hands steady and slow;
Guides me through the Cosmos, the
Only constant I've ever known. See,
Some will come, and some will go;
But this life is mine alone. And how
Beautiful are the things he has shown?
 Oct 2017
Arcassin B
By Arcassin Burnham


I was thinking about some things,
I don't ever watch t.v.
in this life things are too fake to even comprehend,
Life has never been so short,
Savings for some current spendings,
With less earnings I just don't want to pretend,

I was,
Coming,
To terms,
With,
With my,
With myself,
Cause I don't wanna be just a number,
Need more,
More,
Than,
Than what I was intended,
I Do not want no one to choose my exit.
©abpoetry2017

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/10/recent-events.html
 Aug 2017
Miranda Renea
Such enigmatic eyes;
Beautiful on the horizon.
Where often rebirth lies, distal skies.
An acrostic poem inspired by duality. It's the first letter of each word that spells the phrase, not the first letter of each line.
 Jul 2017
freeing the mind
To let go ;
the beginning of a new adventure,
a fresh start, a journey unknown
interesting stories & an outlook which is of new,
Happiness  being created with each step,
faces new and old filling up my day,
Experiences, which before I never have had
creating the new and rebuilding old connections
Freedom; unusual but greatly satisfying
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