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Nov 2015
everyday the weather
     changes in
        my head
sometimes working together
     thoughts spin
        the storm is fed

it begins with days
     of rolling, foggy
       air; thick & mysterious
emotional rays
     illuminate groggy
        moods, exposing me: furious

winds pick up
     fast, confusion settles
         stubbornly blinding
sense of self erupts
     last petal
        still alive...binding

roots dig deep
     struggling to hold on
        as climate overpowers
attempting to keep
     thriving til its gone
        so again I can flower

because not all
     days are dull
        billowing, wild
today is fall
     colors are full
        thoughts mild

though you never
     know what the day will bring
       until you open your eyes
the mind is clever
     capable of many things
        accepting what serves & cutting foe ties
amanda martinez
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amanda martinez  boulder
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