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Scrambling for one little crumb
Like the starving bird
I have always been
Releasing from that silly life
That silly lie
I told myself
Just to get by...
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Title if you want one...
Scrambling for one little crumb
Like the starving bird
I have always been
Releasing from that silly life
That silly lie
I told myself
Just to get by...
Pre-tea morning thoughts
Everything's a balance a topsy-turvy win to take it just one day at a time and let your heart sing and tell you what you want though you might be led astray If winning means I've lost you, too there might come a day when regret will find you wishing for my laughter
New Reality
What is good enough? How do you measure that? Is it closeness, convenience, some spark you can count on? I'm just not wired that way. But gosh I hope to be. Life will be easier when anyone will do.
Morning Tribute (in my mind)
When all those dreams blend into naught a heartache deep and filled with thought of how it is I came to be so far from where I was Taking comfort in my home A life I've made all by myself I wonder if it ever shows The life that never had a chance
Notes to a 52 Year Old Heart
When you let yourself fall in love with someone you’ve known all your life you ignore the red flags all the zillions that pop up because so much is good and so much is sweet but the moments of nastiness tore through so clear but you brushed them aside because you want love so dearly and his love so clearly So hindsight instead, as you mend your heart for the 3rd or 50th time Remind yourself those breakthrough moments when the ugly was so visible and startling and raw Think of those as the sign posts to each and every time he showed you you were never that important at all not worth the effort and not worth the time Never worth a phone call or a conversation or the chance to spend some time... Remind yourself sometimes your heart is wrong…
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Sleep eludes tonight and dreams pass by Unremembered Good or bad Elusive drifting remnants For want of depth and peaceful rest much needed soft repose I falter catch my pillow Try again I'll close my eyes
Nothing
Backwards out of nowhere out of nothing but a smoke ring barefoot quiet footfall as I turn now walking straighter far away from insidious treasons with no devotion left inside my hollow places
As Tears Slide By
Who will you be, I wonder just Will you be older or younger richer or poorer Just kind says my heart And wanting to make me laugh and hold my hand (Says my soul) It sounds like a song But it just makes me cry