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As a kid,
I was terrified
of things that went
bump in the night.
Until one day, I realized
this was just my parents
failing to do it quietly.
A new kind of terror
thus ensued.
 Feb 2021 Chuck Kean
Caitlin
Between
acceptance and denial
I teeter as I dream

Paralyzed by choices
At neither I succeed

Fear secretes the poison
That puts my mind at ease

That this is all I need
Deserving nothing but to dream
 Feb 2021 Chuck Kean
Caitlin
There exists a place within me
Where my memories intertwine

Dancing and embracing
They entrance my wayward mind

Their soft whispers of nostalgia
****** my long lost soul

As they barricade the memories
That fuel my sorrow so
at the start
it never crossed my mind
that i could fall for you
or anyone for that matter
but i am truly
                                                           ­      in love
the way you move dancing with me
moving to an unheard beat
makes me fall so much deeper
that i saver every moment
                                                          ­        with
you, every second
floating on air
floating in the raindrops
and the snowflakes
that sparkle on your soft skin
                                                            ­   the way
a dew drop makes a leaf
that much more beautiful
in the buttery sunlight
while your working on a project
because i love everything
                                                      ­        you make
and i know
you see the way you
                                                         Make me feel
She's troubled and twisted
    my earth bound mistress
    offers me all my dreams
    without faulty promises.

    She lives in constant rain
    but loves without any pain
    and reaches me in places no
    honest woman could ever do.
God ******!
I'm an angry man
war's shattered bones
war's missing limbs
war's burned on skin
Autumn a calm season
full moon bright
through branches
puppets dancing
forbidden fruit
out of reach of
men without arms.
He sat there solemnly,
With a piece of paper and his lucky pen,
Burning candles till dawn
Not a word yet in his mind,
The paper blank.
He opened his window to let in the fresh morning breeze,
He saw the sun rise slowly,
The sky blissful and blushing,
The birds chirping in their nests,
The butterflies fluttering around the morning dew petals,
Blossoming to the morning glory.
His thudding heart bloomed too,
Handcuffs unlocked,
Brimming with an ocean of emotions,
Filling the mind with lyrical words and thoughts,
And out poured from his soul the most beautiful poetry.
27/1/2021
In the garden of your dreams
I’ll meet you there
Close your eyes and dream.
I’ll be waiting .

Shell ✨🐚
In your dreams everything is possible.
In your mind you can go everywhere you want to go, You can meet any soul.
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