And in these times
Of missing chivalry
I find my heart trekking
Through rocky terrain
Heart thrumming anew
Palpitating at the sight
Of new horizons
Uncharted
Unexplored

Or perhaps it is the
Rekindling of old
Ashes I'd forgotten
Maybe a window being
Opened on the first day
Of spring -
I'd forgotten what the
World smelled like in
The quiet solitary of
Winter

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I wonder what books will
Be the most prominent a
Few centuries from now
It's silly
I've spent so long reveling
In the books written so
Long ago, but my eyes skim
Over new print
Sometimes pioneers can't
Compete with giants

Seniority, I guess

It's no wonder we have
Selfie sticks and celebrity mayhem
And mom blogger associations
We want power
Recognition
A way to have the world
Revel in our story

Or in the very least,
Pay attention to it

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I
Just can't
Sleep right now.
I'm far
Too
Busy
Counting to
Even
Think
Of sleep.
I must sound
Pretty
Lame.
At least
The poem
Adds up
Well.