Tag: perseverance

dreams so wrong

never thought of wishes bad memories is all when words carved of wood petrified stone perched on oak branches stop the dangling swing push her legs, pumping of sprouted wing the sun made all the difference in a light rest lying in a dark tomb of books she turned the pages gently, torn worn of…

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out the window

some days my son is so much like his father i want to jump out the window i can leave the man but i cannot abandon the boy some days being a mom is so painful so challenging that i catch myself wishing i’d made different choices fantasizing about a life … — Finish the…

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this is my opinion…

Church is poetry. Poetry is life. A life well lived. I read this article… Is this our world? Here is my heart reaction, in words. This is equally tragic as 9/11. The voices of those dead in Chicago cry out for us to take action. How do we react? We dissect each tragedy and look…

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Personal musings unleashed…

Generations. To profess belief in simple faith and be left to wander the perilous gate… held ajar, wide open. The future bleak… shall the narrow door shut in time… before utter and complete destruction. Ideally, we all could get along. Some stronger. Others weaker. The problem is truth cannot be relative. Either murder is wrong…

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we are forgiven yet eaten from the inside out… the bacteria circling the home-bound path sickness catches us in the middle knowing the end of us is the beginning of living

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Me Mock Myself!

My! i love this… I have Vidur’s book of poems… go find a copy. Read it when your stressed and unsure of your surroundings. Let his gentle voice calm your nerves. Thanks Vidur! ❤️❤️❤️ — Read on vidursahdev.wordpress.com/2018/08/04/me-mock-myself/

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soar

pushing my feet can feel ground head in the clouds i will rise to fly paradise

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camera

share your smile let your voice carry in silence, your whisper burns in to my heart i bury my life with you saw the sun shine through the winds… feel them blow around us and we twirl twirl until our wings no longer fly… certainly no poem is ever finished… at least not until i…

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personal musings unleashed.

thoughts from mid June 2018 As of late i have been thinking. Endlessly the wheel rotates and nothing new is generated. My therapist called it rumination. And typically rumination has led to increased anxiety. My anxiety is spiked. Last weekend i ran to the White Mountains. Last night i ran to Prospect Hill, to watch…

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