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Let us meet at the
lonely church that
sleeps upon the hill
where the shepherds
poetry is unwritten
where the cattle bells
sound like wind chimes
we will watch the sunset
burn into the sea
we will let our hearts
refuse to suffer
we will spend our
days here
we will fill our eyes
with broken pictures
we will understand
why the mountains
never ask for
forgiveness
let us meet where the
slow movement of time
avoids the sting of
moving on ...
Clay.M
I’ve seen your kind
you sit in dark corners
of the cafe
scribbling on napkins
humming old blues tunes
you look up then look away
with graceful awkwardness
I’ve seen your kind
from time to time …
Clay.M
I’m at the top of my game
she said
writing a few good
poems a day
completing my second novel
I’m published in all the best
journals you know?
I poured another drink
looked at her face her hands
they were almost perfect
no scars no sign of life
death had not touched
her beauty…
Clay.M
What if you fall?
But what if you fly?
You'll never know
'Til you give it a try
It's holding you back
Fears whispering lies
Your wings wouldn't flap
If they weren't meant for the sky.


❤️
I’m scared.
Scared of everything.
Waking up,
Going to sleep.
Falling in love,
Falling out of it.
Traveling the world,
Leaving my bed.

I’m scared.
Scared of everything.
To make new friends,
To miss out on connection.
Trying something new,
Leaving my comfort zone.
Risking it all,
Playing it safe.

I’m scared.
Scared of everything.
If everything is scary, nothing is?

— The End —