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As we bow our heads to pray,
Our souls are unleashed this way,
We pray to always keep the faith,
We pray to be blessed by grace,
We pray for smiles on our face,
We pray for all humanity,
We pray for global amity,
For peace on Earth we pray,
Our souls are unleashed this way!
 Aug 2019 Kirsten Claire
Sophie
Have you ever sat down and waited for a friendship to end?
It hits me
Like a ton of bricks
Every single time

Sometimes
I’m not strong enough
To get back up


Brick by brick
I’m hit
Pounding
  Pounding
           Pounding
                            POUNding
                                         POUNDING
                      poUNDING
               POUND
ING
       ING
POUND

Everyday
It pounds
Each side
I'm on the
     ground
Crying
Cry

   Ing
How many times
Can i wish
     For
        Eternal
Dark

            Ness
My head hasnt stopped throbbing in pain for over a month now
i have paid the fines
of dozens of overdue library
books i never finished reading.
i love reading.
i love curling up
in a big leather armchair
while the sun reaches out
to me through the window
as time slows
and my coffee grows cold.
but tolstoy and fitzgerald
sit on my shelves
or in my purse
carried everywhere
and collecting dust.
i can see the silhouette
of who i would like to be.
the curve of her hips
the stillness of her limbs.
she grows her own herbs
and tries out new recipes
while her husband is at work.
she doesn’t mind driving
for hours alone
and enjoys singing
along to the radio
going five under the speed limit.
she is not in a hurry.
she is proud
and sure
and poised.
she reads books and returns
them on time.
she gave up on dreaming
and hoping
and longing
and finally began
living.
you think a rich twit
when he eats the banquet he calls supper
cares whether the peons are republican or democrat?
he just cares that the soup is served hot
 Jan 2019 Kirsten Claire
molly
this country would be so different
if we built a mirror rather than a wall
we could see that our reflections
aren’t so different after all
 Jan 2019 Kirsten Claire
jack
let me hold your face with both of my hands and whisper into your mouth all the secrets i wish i could scream out to the world
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