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September 26, 2016

Light Shines in the Shadows

Lurking in the shadows of my mind, of my heart Anger, hatred, fear, doubt dwell where they think they escape the light I dare not enter the shadows alone With Light in hand I reveal that which hides in the shadows of my soul ________________________ It’s...

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September 12, 2016

Read to the End

My life’s an open book pages torn, stained with tears and blood Come read who I am see where I’ve been get lost in my painful life But don’t put my book down until you’ve reached the end where you’ll find grace and redemption _______________________________________ It’s...

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August 29, 2016

Dying Leaves

Green leaves burst forth heralding spring, summer to come Basking in sun amidst blooms bright pink, yellow, orange Magnificent beauty Abundant life It never lasts long enough Tears fall as blooms fade Leaves turn red, then brown Crisply dying on the ground Winter follows ___________________________________...

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August 19, 2016

My Story in 44 Words

Another poem written during my coaching class with Sarah Thebarge. —– My Story – A Quadrille They stole my innocence, my peace Left me powerless, without any choice Pain buried in alcohol, drugs, academic success Unhealed pain, despair, darkness never leave, never will God calls...

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August 16, 2016

The Loveliest Jar

A lovely jar thrown in clay by the Maker See it cracked chipped, smashed upon the ground Shattered to dust and shards Despair lingers until the Maker comes sweeps up each shard Each grain of clay dust He restores the jar to greater beauty ——-...

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June 27, 2016

A Betrayal of Roses

He sent six roses As if roses made it okay As if roses washed away feeling betrayed As if roses proved mom’s belief he was one of the good ones As if roses, his cute smile, and his silky blonde hair justified his actions ___________________________________ It’s Quadrille Monday at...

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June 14, 2016

Train of Thought

Shortness of breath reminds me of the stench of Old Golds wafting to upper bunk as ash spills from glowing red tip into ash tray beside their bed reminds me of camping at Oak Grove Campground hiking the loops with Cinder short of breath ————-...

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June 13, 2016

Triggers, Triggers Everywhere

Tears spilled from my eyes Gushed, really quite uncontrollably Anger the apparent trigger He wouldn’t listen Then I realize the real trigger This series of events: Writing of Dad’s death Hearing of Aunt Dot’s passing Trying to save a few bucks on airline tickets ______________________________________________...

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May 16, 2016

Envious

I’m green with envy Hearing you complain About having to care for Your aging father It’s such a burden you say What I wouldn’t give To be planning my daddy’s 95th birthday party today But there’s no party No celebration Only wishing him near __________________________________ The...

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