Agony

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Mothering Sundays

Words will sometimes fall short when I talk of you mum,
These mothering Sundays come to pass with...

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PECO boo recalcitrant...

PECO boo recalcitrant kilowatt hour consumer

How ideal to luxuriate
supposed divine right frill
maximizing climate control
with...

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A Niche In The Nook Noticed

A Niche In The Nook Noticed

It's viable how reliable my vital role is a viral droll
Like I don't know
Right I was told...

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There IS Only One God

(clarity after confusion)

I feel the weight of my years today.
After much soul searching and listening to varied teachings...

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Twas the last day of October ?

Twas the last day of October ?

Stabbing my senses with blood-curdling fright on such an eerie, ominous halloween night.. I thought I...

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Yesterday

Yesterday is the best teacher,
Helping me get through today,
Today is the best preacher,...

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The Right Road

Simplicity
Is the enemy of chaos
Peace is not complex
It is Devine
The created...

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The trouble trapdoor

The trouble trapdoor

Ducking and diving thru the misfortunes of lifes untimely gloom..it’s a sin how some of us are like a...

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The bane of restless leg...

The bane of restless leg syndrome kicks back

Minus adverse side effects
courtesy Ropinirole HCL
couple nights I did try,
albeit...

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The Trouble Trapdoor

The Trouble Trapdoor

Ducking and diving thru the misfortunes of lifes untimely gloom..it’s a sin how some of us are like a...

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In the blink of an eye..

In the blink of an eye..

Tho I search my inner mind.. there is not an explanation that I can find.. as my dear friend lies in the...

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In the blink of an eye :(

In the blink of an eye :(

Tho I search my inner mind.. there is not an explanation that I can find.. as my dear friend lies in the...

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The hell outta that wood!!

The hell outta that wood!!

My daughter & I got lost in the wood.. it wasn’t what we planned, nor did it end very good.. you see...

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Un-staged

Laurie?

Un-staged

The stages of grief are supposed to start hard and finish softer;
how nice if that were true....

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No lentil beans before...

(alternately titled: unrelenting flatulence)

No lentil beans before bedtime unless...

Ya wanna count bajillion sheep,
but tween gluteus maximus powerful
natural gas explosions...

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The Cliff next to the road...

The Cliff next to the road less traveled

I am
sitting
Here

The abyss
Lies
Below
Uncertainty
soars...