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We come from different regions.
He is from a land stretching from a mystic desert
through rivered green hills
atop eon-deposited bands of coal
ending on the shores of a mighty ocean.

I from swamps and warm southern coastal climes
from a father who saw with urban eastern eyes
both parents merging into deep flowing rivers
full of lifegiving nutrients and radiant spirits
but I too ending on that same mighty sea.

We steer our separate vessels
our hands firmly on our singular tills
but each with the same cosmic navigator
merging our journeys into a brilliant universe
full of multi-colored nebulas and planets,
but our star sheds upon we two pilgrims
a potent lively light.
She was queen bee for a reason
She was respected and revered
At least that’s what they told her
Behind a voice of fear
She was quick to chop off a head
Without blinking an eye
So your whole life sometimes
Depended on your ability to lie
Purple shades of sky
blinding eyes of starlike sunrise
Over mountain highs
and valley lows you shine.
Giving hope to every corner of the day.



Shell ✨🐚
the real poem is not in the words
but in the thought...
the well of feelings
in which it was created
the true painting
is not on the canvas
but in the vision...
the caverns of the conscious mind
the beauty of love
is not just a kiss, a smile, a touch...
but rather the moment
of it's inception

the poet, the artist
the creator unknown
all conspiring to bring
Life
to our thoughts
His mother sang to him a lullaby
When she put him down for bed
Her voice was soft and mellow
As he rest his weary head
His eyes were closed as he faded off
And her voice grew softer still
Until it turned into a whisper
With her goal, in turn, fulfilled
 Sep 2022 Chuck Kean
Alaa
As the universe expands. The starry night dims. Stars drift rather away. Dark lonely nights are more common now. But as long as there is that one star that twinkles at me every brightly. I shall keep my fire alive.
 Sep 2022 Chuck Kean
Zoe Grace
I really dont know
How i feel at all, but i
Want to feel loved please.
If I view the world with sadness, the weight I carry prevents me from flight
If I view the world with cynicism, my opinions and judgements form the bars of my cage
If I view the world with anger or hatred, I know that fear has become my shadow
If I view myself with unconditional love, if I can allow myself such forgiveness?
As my eyes become my heart, all that I carry is unburdened, the bars of my cage dissolve and I fly free without shadow
🙏🏻❤️
I tried to save you many times before
Witnessed others try to save you too
Finally I realize that the only person
Able to save you from your demons is you
I don't want to save you, only show you the light you have within you so you can use it to save yourself
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