Poetry

happy haunting

I wonder where does it go? happiness– when it leaves every last corner of your soul. Once there in excess, overflow, but it just seeped out from the marrow in my bones, through my platelets and my pores– all the while I absorbed your ongoing daily miserables. Until one day my giggle didn’t exist inside […]

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Driftwood

the mind- although a wild and glorious place the past not easily changed or erased default settings find their way, complex thoughts distracted- replaced with petty thoughts, simple and traced: anger, envy, judgment and hate. grace and passion simply give way mental continents colliding in place wild dreams lost- lengths escaped driftwood floating beyond wavy seascapes.

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Invictus

BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this […]

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