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Hello Prolly Mar 2019
17
It's when 17
feels like 70
not the wisdom
not the count of teeth

but the way
friends passing away
shrivelling body
drying soul is what you feel

In the cold sun
at the bottom of the day
I think you think
I saw you there
when young feels like old
when I feel you
Hello Prolly Mar 2019
Today woke up to see,
if still here and breathe.

Shared the crazy colours
with those precious in the arms.

Raced the town to say,
the yellow train goodbye.

Visited the morning trees,
seeing the specks of light in beams.

Went to the banks of river
to dream a bit of lovely ******.

Speeded up just enough to take off,
to ****** up the day.

Today.
Because I've witnessed beavers to be gifts, make fireworks and save her day )
Have you?
Glenn Currier Jan 2019
The arrow in my dream pointed up
I wasn't sure what that meant
but I slowly swung my legs out of bed
still woozy but knowing I had to write
so I got up.

I walk with my head down
watching the darkened floor so each step is safe and firm.
Recently I saw my sister walking with her head up
looking at the trees
looking up to see the branches growing.
I worried she would trip on a crack or branch or rock and fall.
I worried.
She walked with her head up.

She is a good example for me
looking for growth
When she looks down it's for all the gifts
the Doug Firs and Cedar leave for good Earth
some of the samara she gathers like precious treasurers,
takes them home and spreads them about
for adornment of her place.

When discouragement or sadness get me down
I need to remember to look up
beyond the muck
toward the stars
where creation began
and listen for the bang
in the voices
of jays, cardinals, friends, loves, and strangers.
taia Apr 2016
they told me don't cry
hold your head up baby doll
flash those precious eyes
thank you so much to the select few in my life who show me how to function despite what others try to do to bring me down. you know who you are.
GreyJunebug Sep 2014
Smile I say,
Inhale with the knowing of yesterdays rain
Believe in the good and bad
Smile I say,
Day is for memories and Night is for thoughts
Don't confuse them
Smile I say,
Sadness is only temporary and never perpetual
Happiness is perpetual and never temporary
Smile I say,
Not because you have to but because you want to
The pressure and air that lingers around you is young and only wants to prepare you
For what?
Smile I say and soon you will know
Beauteous Beast Sep 2014
It's not about the ghosts or the demons
The heartbreaks and rejections
It's about the happiness and contentment
Not minding what you've imperfected
What you're scared of doesn't matter
As long as you know that you'll be better
Head up, stay strong
and never give it up all
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