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Some things are hard to write about

Some things are hard to write about.

The sudden joy that fills

your whole heart with delight.

I am in public and I am trying… 65 more words



No need to feel sympathy
for the future of those yet to be:
we are the heirs of our own damnations,
we are the future generations.


I Saw The Moon Dance

It was below freezing, and still, I drove with the windows down.
The wind and ice fractals hitting my face like needles,
penetrating my surface, 356 more words


What Once Was- A Poem

What Once Was

by Deborah Finnegan

Distant drumming
I step. I step.
into the dust, the scape of sand.
Collar over lips,
I breathe. I breathe. 93 more words


Saving a life

In order to lead people you got to have some place to go

Will it suffice for me to want to shrink yet grow?

Accumulated stars want to break free from constellations, 189 more words


two away...

It takes but two to turn the tide,
to tip the cauldron deep inside,
to tilt the poles ’til they collide
to set the gains of man aside. 96 more words


dancing muse

well dancing muse
a flowing excuse

in my mind and heart as if
glowing bulb on the verge of fuse

she got some playing darts… 108 more words