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A blog thing for stuff that I think might be neat.

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Being here

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Time to Reflect  - Aaron Marker

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Dreams

My Poems feel repeated, like I’m playing a game, stuck in a loop, like the level won’t change

Try to find a different thought, now this is feeling the same, groundhogs day in this verse, Bill Murray’s to blame,

no wait…It’s my brain! We’re not on the same page!

Its flipping back and forth, Attempting to rattle my cage!

Wait, get back here and stay, wont let this thought fade away, no thats never…

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Progression #2

Just doing some practicing. Here are some snippets throughout the process. Hope you enjoy!

NV. – Drawn on April 2nd, 2018 started @ 1:13 a.m. finished @ 11:30 a.m.

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Deeper

You should never tell a poet

that they think too deep

Or too often,

although the thoughts

may be hurting,

maybe causing damage.

Deep thought thinkers

find going deeper

a passion.

Its our pain that

brings light

to the ideas we like.

The ones unsaid

and forgotten inside

the back of your head.

So to that

I’ll think deep and

continue deeper yet.

So that I never loose

a moment of mine

I may never…

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Poetry — Inside the Mind of Davy D via Poetry — Inside the Mind of Davy D

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Fleeing

It has always been You and me You and me

But at times I am way to consumed

By myself

At this point There is nothing that

Helps

You fled so very far I’m really sorry

I failed

Could have tried harder

Tried harder

Harder than you can foresee But not hard

Not hard enough

She had it Had my heart

It is still hers But she no longer

Holds it

She’s trying to forget All that’s my fault

I feel like fleeing

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Progression

A few photos to show a bit of the process, wasn’t planning anything with this other than I knew the words I wanted in it and there needed to be a moon somehow integrated into it. Hope you enjoy and remember it’s never too late to say hello. Also, theres a bit of irony in a mistake I made during the drawing of this, let me know if you find it.

It reads:

And you were just like the moon, so lonely,…

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Bar Ballad

To all my friends Those near and far Why must we spend time Close to the bar If I’m to meet you To drink and chat Can you just invite me It’s as simple as that

We’ve all grown so torn From the ways we’re brought up That it seems so unthought of To offer a cup

Id drink beer with you Who ever you are Just spend time with me We’ll speak to the stars

One on one’s not so bad When you give it a shot D…

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Noise The silence between her serendipitous sounds Speaks fiercer than her fragrant frowns A lucridous noise so lost and so loud It will drive you so crazy In your dreams you shall drown NV. - written on March 29, 2018 started @ 8:46 p.m. finished @ 9:03 p.m.

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Smell of Fire

Her smell is that of a symphony of sadness,

melting my memories into moving molten madness,

like that in the heat of a volcano,

She drip dreariness down my spine,

as I bend beautiful words into ryhmes,

why is it always her that comes to mind?

Finding my failures in her front lobe,

waiting to be exposed,

like her lava they’ll flow,

how cold that can feel,

no one else knows.

She tingles down into…

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