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Nascent

Nascent

Nascent.
Emerging.
Primordial.
Faint ripple.
Barely there.
At all!...

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Unprepared

Precise price is what you’ll pay when you aren’t dead on with what you NEED!

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Riding on a Pony

Riding on a Pony

Tony Taylor
picks a poet
United States or
England šŸ“ó §ó ¢ó „ó ®ó §ó æ

Puts the feathers...

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Dragons Fang

The golden eye of curiousity glaring into my mind
Shadowing over me I feel it’s hot breath...

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I Can’t Even Look šŸ‘€ at Me

I Can’t Even Look šŸ‘€ at Me

I can’t keep always impressing myself
all my mirrors are screaming and yelling
pop pop...

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What did I do?

I need to know.
I deserve to know.

It's made me insane,

All these years to not know...

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God’s Blessing

God’s Blessing

I want to Love The Lord just like David did
I want to live with the Lord
i want my psalms...

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All You Gotta Know

All You Gotta Know

If I wanted to touch your life
how would I do it
I always wonder to myself
I’ll think...

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S.O.S

Swim. Or. Sink

S.O.S

Forced emotions leave forever ripples in our destiny, will you ignore them or face them until they fade...

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OBSCURE ROSE

OBSCURE ROSE

Precious petals, rare thorns
" Prohibited to Touch"
Ignoring such matters to get dramatic...

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Circa summer 2021 when...

Circa summer 2021 when Stella Luna cast silhouettes across Bella Luna

Yours truly jogs his memory to write
about witnessing bats appearing at twilight
swooping...

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Egg Donor

A mistake, a burden, disposable, ostracized.
I felt the hate of my existence.

The glares...

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To Mend

To Mend

I had a thought
about (words)
and The Book
The way He designed It
and the...

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Candle of Liberty šŸ—½

Candle of Liberty šŸ—½

Sweet Lady Liberty lit up like a birthday candle in patriotic flames of red, white, and blue...

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Disā€Missā€

I miss nothing for I haven’t been loved, the way I should have… in order to not be mad, at the world!

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Ms. Jones

We haven’t felt each-other in a while, recalls my memory as my mind rewinds to that last smile…
I...

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overwhelmed

The constant screaming and constant talking
It all begins to get too much
My ears are over...