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4 years ago

my neverland

I keep my ideals close to me

Like a poker player keeps her cards to chest

I hold them, play with them, sail away with them in my mind

I run to that conservatory in that field where the cold grass towers over my ankles

The lushness mirrors the fullness of my heart

The creaking white door that leads to the room harbouring my deepest desires

The smell of the flowers

The touch of pothos that hang firmly in their being

I am awakened and alone

And the sunshine sees me

I keep my ideals close to me

So that i can find refuge in the mourning dove’s song in the night

I can smell peonies, taste the heavenly succulence of cherries on my lips

Feel the shade of the willow tree

Where i observe the magnificence surrounding my pores,

Which are the first to absorb change.

The gentleness of rain.

I wait for a story to come to me, and sit down,

And write.

I keep my ideals close to me

My awakened dreams in the night


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4 years ago
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A lost cabin in the woods

The smell of tattered, old books

The way calathea feel between the finger tips

Its velvety existence

Musk of the cabins past life

The dust tells of it’s strife

it lies in the walls, the ones that don’t speak

What stories live among the antiques?


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4 years ago

Poetry about Yoga

Yoga is the breathe

Reaching in depth

Of my soul 

No longer playing the role

Here iam me

In the sea of beings

That are free

Move with me

Breathe my air 

I can feel my spirit 

Under my closed eyes stare 

Through vinyasa 

Through meditation

I find the spirit

Of liberation

Setting the cold stones upright

Keeping it warm through the night

With each movement

I fight

For the strength to carry on


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4 years ago

Me preforming my second poetry video. My favorite poem is the second one. Enjoy and let me in on some feedback. Thanks to the inspiration of Open mic night. 


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