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Unholy
We're all a little unholy.
With horns sticking out
from our heads.
With imperfections and
twisted words.
We're not capable of being
saints.
To be revered.
We are just flawed sinners
pretending to be the opposite.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/06/unholy.html
End Of An Era
Here is the end of an era.
The end of something
old.
We notice that time is
moving faster than ever before.
Spinning all around us and making
itself known.
Engulfing us in its mysteries and questions.
And it's frightening and exciting all
at once.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/06/end-of-era.html
Twilight
In this twilight.
Something has shifted.
Letting our souls become one.
We are no longer limited
by what we once were.
Our limbs intertwined and our
hearts held out.
Here,
we have hope,
we have a chance.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/06/twilight.html
Love
What is it about love that hangs in the air? That fills you up to the brim. That makes you feel wanted and needed and happy. When love courses through your veins. You are limitless. As we all should be.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/06/love.html
Chance
Hand me a chance of something new. Challenge me or make me blue. I am here. I am bruised. Keep me silent. Never used. Let me have a shot at the impossible.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/chance.html
Tightropes
People stand on tightropes.
Pretending to be seen.
Preparing to be needed.
They stand there waiting for
their opportunity.
One, that may never come.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/tightropes.html
Try
It will all be for you. Whatever I create will always be. You are the one thing I cherish. I will always try for you.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/try.html
Limbo
Here I am.
In this limbo.
Stuck between the
possible and otherwise.
Waiting for a moment of
reason.
Of redemption to come true.
I am here patiently trapped.
Hoping for what I cannot obtain.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/limbo.html
Tethered
It's not so simple.
The way we are.
Tethered together on
strings.
Itching to be released.
Begging to be separate and
hating when were
apart.
We are not fit to be with
or without each other.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/tethered.html
Growing
She had a chipped front
tooth and ebony hair
tied in a pretty bow.
With marble skin and
eyes made of emerald
and gold.
She walked quickly
into the world.
Digging her
feet into the sand
proclaiming that this was
where she would grow.
There she stayed and
there she grew.
With flowers and branches
growing around her.
Making her part of the earth.
Moving higher and higher
towards the sky.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/growing.html
Reach
Reach me when your limbs are tired and your soul aches. Trust me with your fragments. I am here to listen. I am here for you. So, hold my hand and let me guide you to oblivion.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/reach.html
Voices
I hear your voice even in the
silence.
It reaches and twists towards me.
I hear your laughter on the wind.
It makes me ache.
I am not built to be alone.
To be separated from what I
need.
I am not made to be so isolated.
But, here I am.
Without anyone but myself to
keep me company.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/voices.html
Listener
You don't listen.
My words don't break through.
I try to make you understand.
Try to show you what could be.
But, you refuse.
You plug your ears.
And drown out my voice.
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Wisdom
She had wisdom in her
fingertips.
In the wrinkles on her skin.
She could look right through you.
And she would know you.
She would see all you've been
and all you have been.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/wisdom.html
Souls
I connect with strangers.
Who keep their souls in
their hands.
They hold them out to me,
wanting me to look.
To understand.
I touch them gently and feel
what they have.
We sit together lost but
knowing that we have found
something true for the first time
in a while.
We have found something honest
in the center of one another's soul.
Then we move on to something new.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/souls.html
Let Go
All good things come to an end. They must or time stands still. I can't hold onto to what I once was. I have to let go, to move forward into the the face of change. It's the only way for me now.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/let-go.html
Rubble
They didn't come when called.
They didn't run when I told them to.
Rather they disappeared.
Leaving me in the rubble.
Alone.
But, I waited.
I hoped.
It was all in vain.
I was no longer needed.
I had no control and no power.
I was simply an echo of who
I once was.
That's all I'd ever be.
A voice on the wind.
A noise in the quiet.
Nothing more,
nothing less.
https://oddsandendsaplaceofcreativity.blogspot.com/2019/05/rubble.html