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"i can fly"
she cried with joy
as her wings soared through the sky

but this was a dream
she looked amongst the trees
in awe of the birds who danced through the suns beam

"i can fly"
she cried with joy
as her wings soared through the sky

but this wasn't a dream
she looked down to the trees
making her way to the suns beam
Mama, I found the prayers
for me, in your tears
Mama, I found the peace
in your happy face!

Mom, you are my heaven
and my precious gem
Mom, you're important
to me than my dreams!

I won't leave you alone here
and go anywhere
Mama, I will be your shore
and won't hurt you anymore!

Mama, let me feel your pain
Lmme make you smile again
I have no one like you, mama
and you are everything to me!
the old lady didn’t mind being
called crazy

or being laughed at for
spending her days
alone
in her small cottage
facing the dark corner
of the room and
talking to
her dead daughter

encouraging her to eat up
and grow up
and complimenting her on the good
looks she’d gained

“Oh, I bet the boys are all dropping
dead in your wake, hehe. Look
at those legs. So slim and long and
deadly. You’re a beauty
among beauties, my dear. Here, have another
one. Eat up to grow up. You’re gonna
have hundreds of strong, beautiful
children, hehe.”

The neighbors and the world
could keep calling her crazy, she
knew she was just very happy

She grabbed another grasshopper from
a jar and ripped its hind legs
and placed it
on the spider’s web

“Here’s another one, dear. Eat up
and grow up, hehe.”
https://bogdandragos.com/2021/03/04/facing-the-dark-corner/
None of it works for me
Not dance, not music, not even art.
Not words or rhymes or fairy tales
That talk of ever-after.
All of it is useless in this void.
              ljm
The Blue-moodies have attacked me again.
There is a remnant of light
peaking through the evading
daytime glow, it casts
a shadow on your iris,
blue and cold.

There is a remnant
of wind in the cool breeze,
swaying us into
some decadent
daydream.

There is a remnant of
you in my tree lined
view, floating away, like
you do.

So surreal and evading,
so surreal and fading
Do you love me
or find another star?
I can't forget you,
even couldn't stop my tear!

I have stopped talking
to the moon
I have stopped walking
by the ocean
because you aren't with me
You aren't next to me anymore!

I don't care about
the early morn
I don't look at
the rising sun
I just dream of you
I dream of you, my dear!
See  beauty in all the little
things around you and
you will be happy
all the time.

Shell✨🐚
When you look around you will find so much beauty in nature!!
 Feb 2021 Mark Wanless
Diana
i have learned
that not everyone will love me
and that is okay
because i was never made to be loved by everyone
i was made to reach my most authentic self
and as i continue to honor myself
i will naturally attract those that revere my authenticity

i have also learned
that i often used comparison
as a means of measuring my worthiness for love
but now i have realized that
there is enough love for everyone on this earth
i am no longer in competition for love
since i already have it within myself
for example
another's beauty doesn't negate my own
it also doesn't lessen my worthiness of love
another's accomplishments don't negate my own
it also doesn't lessen my worthiness of love
since i now understand that we are all worthy of a love
that is external to works or identity
june nights end in peace
think of me when the sun comes
oh, be around me
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