deeper in thought

just discovering myself through poetry and the written word

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Don’t ever lose what you are.

deeperinthought, six word story no. 115, be free

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Sometimes, nothing is what you need.

deeperinthought, six word story no. 114, close your eyes 

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Use my love to love yourself.

deeperinthought, six word story no. 113, always love 

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Black out my sorrows, good byes

deeperinthought, six word story no. 112, 4am

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I am strong as glass, razor sharp edges to boot

deeperinthought, ten word story no. 70, shatter

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Why can’t that be me, leaning on your shoulder crying?

ten word story no. 69, jealousy

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Find yourself a good rubber duck!

deeperinthought, six word story no. 111, good advice

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where are you

what does it take for you to be here with me?   I see your body here, you’ve made it physically; but I don’t see you behind those eyes more dead than alive, it seems   that spark, that fire, the fierce look in your eye, now dull and lifeless   I see the shell of you here but your mind is now elsewhere, unknown and unaccounted for.   maybe it’s flying far and free, maybe it’s trapped in a cage like a bird unable to fly, the words blocked like wings   so please, if you know -- what will it take to bring your spirit home?

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Send help, the wick’s short tonight

deeperinthought, six word story no. 110, ritual

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Mercy, mercy, mercy be, when the cuckoo comes to nest.

deeperinthought, ten word story no. 68, housebreaker

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of dreams

isn’t it just the best, when you can catch that strand of dreams, pull it out to its full potential   and savor the stories of your unhindered mind, one by one, slowly until the night is over.

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counting up

first, a meeting on the boardwalk

two, ice cream dripping to the pavement

three, popcorn and lemonade taking up the sofa

four, dark curtains greet the midday sun.

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The box was full of sorrow.

deeperinthought, six word story no. 109, when i finally opened the last box i shipped in the move

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precipitation

my heart is feather-light I could place it on a cloud and it would fly far away   until reality strikes just like lightning and my heart falls as hail

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Friends on Monday, strangers by sunday

deeperinthought, six word story no. 108, when it just doesn’t work out

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why?

On a bad night, i ask, why do i have to live? i’m tired of living for other people.   blackened windows, reddened eyes.   On a better afternoon, i made peace with the trials of living. eating, sleeping, thinking loving.   On my best day, i hugged my sister and my parents, left my sorrows behind for long enough   to smile.

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skipping stones

plunk! a pebble falls through the glassy ceiling into the watery depths held in limbo by the currents seemingly floating but instead just unable   to fall

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