Category Archives: poetry

Spinning to the Beginning

I spun this morning, You know, In Circles. Not metaphorically, but actually, physically. I was dizzy. Being dizzy sucks. Like being light headed, which sucks too Because it reminds me of fainting Of which I have done plenty. And yes, … Continue reading

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I am Possible

The sun shines. I am happy. I am distracted. The pain subsides. I am possible. But this distraction is a diversion. An easy external addiction. Better to focus inward. Escape within, on my own terms. To be possible. To know … Continue reading

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Navel Gazing

I’ve never been much of a navel gazer, Finding that the color of the orange doesn’t lie And truth is not always the friend I am looking for. Now there’s depth in that if not meaning. I tend to finish … Continue reading

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Train Cars of Life

Train Car, train car, train car Counting the cars pass by Though I really can’t count So perhaps I am just noting Their passage through my life An ability to observe but not quantitate I simply feel they are going … Continue reading

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Bringing the Matadors Together

I need a naked matador to battle my inner demons Not a rodeo clown to distract the menacing hordes Not a huntsman to track and shoot the raging beasts Not a hypnotist to soothe and calm the crying monsters My … Continue reading

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I Walk the Infinite Line

Three quarters of a cup. Hardly enough to jump start the day. Barely enough to put you to bed. More than half, less than full. A confusing stake in the ground Half way between half way and all the way. … Continue reading

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The Buckling

The Buckling comes in waves. That clinch or flinch or collapsing in that happens. It looks physical but it feels more like a shuddering Of that inner sanctum you can’t seem to control. That quick expulsion of breath. The reaching … Continue reading

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