#newleaf - Hello Poetry

A Breeze stirs the tree. This ripe leaf unfurling soon. Reveal a new side.

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Apr 13, 2020

Apr 13, 2020 at 8:49 PM UTC

ANS

Turning Leaves

A Breeze stirs the tree. This ripe leaf unfurling soon. Reveal a new side.

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My sentences get rambled up. They make sense up there, but not once they're down here. They lose their "umph", their clarity, their ingenuity. Some too short, some too long. Never comfortable or natural in my mouth but perfect and unflawed in that glorious thought bubble. But I'm learning to say it all anyway. Despite uncertainty, despite unoriginality, despite "perfectness". Because the biggest "despite" I've come to learn is myself.

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Jun 9, 2018

Jun 9, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC

chatterbox

Messy mind of mine

My sentences get rambled up. They make sense up there, but not once they're down here. They lose their "umph", their clarity, their ingenuity. Some too short, some too long. Never comfortable or natural in my mouth but perfect and unflawed in that glorious thought bubble. But I'm learning to say it all anyway. Despite uncertainty, despite unoriginality, despite "perfectness". Because the biggest "despite" I've come to learn is myself.

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You found me I was whole But still amiss Happy With all the 'yets' Here you are Filling me up I was full And so are you We overflow. My cheeks Have never recovered From all the bliss, When you said You found me.

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Jan 3, 2018

Jan 3, 2018 at 2:34 AM UTC

anyuki

All Those Roads

You found me I was whole But still amiss Happy With all the 'yets' Here you are Filling me up I was full And so are you We overflow. My cheeks Have never recovered From all the bliss, When you said You found me.

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