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I can think of younger days My stories slowly fade away Lessons learned how to love How to mend a broken heart Discern between the light and dark I’m a simple poet a realist to the core Youth Arguing fighting, keeping score Impetuous, impatient, demanding Stubborn opinionated long standing Writing in the heat of a fight When my wrath verbally take flight All of my poetry comes from within From the depth of my soul original Sin How do you mend a broken heart? That’s how I write how I start As I age, I entered into another phase Most of which for me a mazes I have the grace and wisdom to hold on A movie, A word, A sentence,, A song, All day long these muse I choose They carry me back to a simpler day In a world, that believed in God we pray Today, my life simplicity ever changing Duplicity beliefs are constantly rearranging I am 64 with 1 foot out the door New styles of poetry I explore Believe, hope, faith, pray These are not just words I say Just as poetry is the fabric of me No time like the present to write poetry Inspired song How can you mend a broken heart? By Al Green, 1972
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Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 3:26 AM UTC
Finding My Voice
I can think of younger days My stories slowly fade away Lessons learned how to love How to mend a broken heart Discern between the light and dark I’m a simple poet a realist to the core Youth Arguing fighting, keeping score Impetuous, impatient, demanding Stubborn opinionated long standing Writing in the heat of a fight When my wrath verbally take flight All of my poetry comes from within From the depth of my soul original Sin How do you mend a broken heart? That’s how I write how I start As I age, I entered into another phase Most of which for me a mazes I have the grace and wisdom to hold on A movie, A word, A sentence,, A song, All day long these muse I choose They carry me back to a simpler day In a world, that believed in God we pray Today, my life simplicity ever changing Duplicity beliefs are constantly rearranging I am 64 with 1 foot out the door New styles of poetry I explore Believe, hope, faith, pray These are not just words I say Just as poetry is the fabric of me No time like the present to write poetry Inspired song How can you mend a broken heart? By Al Green, 1972
BLT word of the day challenge April 13, 2025 reminiscent Too reminisce is to talk, think, or right about some thing that happened in the past.
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cj-sutherland
65/F/U.S
Apr 14, 2025
Apr 14, 2025 at 3:26 AM UTC
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