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She was the first

Who I felt understood

How broken we can be

Inside,

She showed me

That the rest of the world can’t understand

Because they’ve never looked at the knife

Quite the same way,

She’s the first

Who showed me there is a way out

Even if we stumble

Time and time again.

 

September Song Project

*note, the link does lead to a sometimes NSFW site who is hosting a September Song Project, to use songs to show changes in life that I am currently participating in- DokUrtybitz

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Faith, Creation and Creator

First posted on http://www.fleetingmuse.wordpress.com on May 15,2018

Rose is a rose
By any other name
Creator, not sanctioned by
One’s own faith
Why is not the same

My Salvation

 

As I dance till my feet bleed
the sweat pour out of my body
as tears of my soul
I dance till I drop dead

God So Loved

The guilt of all
was paid in full

PRISON BREAK ?

 

wanting

to be

free

Glorious Red

Flowers among leafy green
Lips on a commercial screen
Color of a fire truck
Crest on a beautiful duck

Collar on a running dog
Homing light in a fog
Tomato hanging on a vine
Striped candy at holiday time.

Our flag waving in the breeze
Hankie catching a sneeze
A joggers running shorts
Irritated; out of sorts

Hair ribbon on a tiny girl
Delicious cherry ice cream swirl

The Wall

walls, we raise high
thick smoke in our eyes
fenced by convictions

True Love. Why Not?

In anger you seethe. Why not?
May it dissolve in love’s thought
Let it exist to lose within me
In anger, for my smile to be

Heart on my sleeve

As I travel through this life I bare the scars and bruises dealt to me by trouble and strife. I wear my heart upon my sleeve it shows the the echoes of all the things for which I bleed. One step forward one step more  just keep on moving steel yourself for what is in store.