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Lyn-Purcell Jun 2020

Papers on my desk
Pondering on past mistakes
White dreams turn into dust

Based on a lucid dream I had of being in a cottage somewhere.
I'm alone and in my writing room just lost in thought.
I have a few more heavy poems coming out today!
I hope y'all will enjoy them!
Be back soon with more
Much love,
Maddie Rea May 2019
Sit down take a breath feeling all this weight

Intake all the mistakes, the breaks, the maintain

Process all the information, the stats, the science

Another breath

With sore shoulders knees weak all I can do is shake

With tears in my eyes I hope I won’t break

Everything I give or they take

I have to remember:

-forever can be a second

-our life is entirety but to the universe it’s nothing

-the sky is blue but the color of the ground is forever changing
ms reluctance Apr 2015
Some days, I recede
too far back into my mind.
Thoughts are like a maze –
it’s so easy to get lost,
the way back is hard to find.
NaPoWriMo Day #14
Poetry form: Tanka

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