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The Orchestra of Fall
Autumn leaves flutter around my head,
The color popping in the chilly,
Swirling air.
The veins stretch out,
Delicate within the leaves.
They connect,
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A Pathway of Hope
Bits of sunshine peep through tree branches,
The rays cascading over the glimmering water.
The reflected light forms a pathway,
A trail towards the sun.
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Complex Ridiculousness
Thoughts and ideas twirl,
Merging storylines,
Squashing facts,
Manipulating personalities,
Melding stories together.
Little pockets of reality spin
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Galleries of Mantras
Everyone has their own religion,
Something they can look upon.
It could be a motto,
A quote or a book.
There are widely known religions,
With belief filled books.
But even then, -
A Spark of Worth
Little orange mushrooms sprout,
The ruffle running along a crack
In the dark wooded log.
The rain is constant,
Drizzling across the lake,
Fogging the air,
Settling gloom into everything. -
Organized Yet Abstract
A streak of gray rushes to the sky,
Soaring and arching,
Up, up, up.
A thin line of smoke is left behind,
A trail of the firework's journey.
It begins to ark,
The parabola beginning to be graphed,
Loves
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I Listen To Music On The Bus
I listen to music
On the bus
With my teal earbuds.
The songs
Do not drown out the noise
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The glow of the TV
Do you remember the time
that you and I
spent in front of the TV?
We watched Disney cartoons
and the world around us
stopped.
I rememberwhen nothing else mattered
and we could just be.
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book of poetry (breakup)
the title page has a heart drawn upon its yellowish hue,
C+M on an arrow, almost but not quite covering
TEN POEMS: VOLUME ONE and I turn the page quick,
eager to see this play out,
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