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The Crazy Bus
Strangely subtle differences, mark the different minds. Those who share eclectic dreams or nuances they find. A crazy world and crazy thought, cause ones heart to drift. This team of misfits share it all, trying hard to make it fit. Through the muck and mire, of broken hopes and plans. Talking, laughing, sharing tales, no…
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Posing For Truth
Posing for truth, While their life speaks a lie. What are you thinking, Why do I even try? On their pedestal, Above the world so high. Looking down on us all, While they watch us pass by. How mighty they look, How regal they stand. Don’t get too close, They’ll get blood on their hands.…
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The Never-Ending Story
I watched The Never-Ending Story with my grandson, it’s an old movie, but it was interesting watching it with some fresh thoughts in my mind. The genre of the movie was fantasy or fable. The show depicted humanity as creatures who were fantastical beings seemingly lost and their world was crumbling around them. They knew…
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Cookies For Dinner
Cookies for dinner, That’s what I want. Cookies for dinner, Because life is so short. I could eat potatoes or stew, Or lentils and meat. But then I’d be stuffed, And there’s no room for sweets. Plus my cookies have eggs , And they have flour and such. Why they are practically bread, So I’m…
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Musings
I heard a song the other day, He Loves Us was its name. It talks of his enduring love, It said his love mimic’s hurricanes. I found myself speaking out loud, To the voice inside my head. I said, “does he really love me?” Or is he teasing me instead?” Because life is like a…
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Emotions
Aghast at all I see, The fragrance rank to me The smell of decay set free, By bodies and debris. The stillness of the night, Sends everything to flight. There’s no more room for light, I’m saddened by this plight. How did we get to this? A tale from the abyss. I think…
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Lifeline
When I’m sinking in the water, And I feel the overwhelming sea. Its when you always throw a lifeline, And it’s there to rescue me. I’m not sure just how I got here, Or how I got this bitter pill. I just know I need a lifeline, My heart is broken still. Won’t you save…
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Dreaming About Chaucer
I had a dream a Chaucer last night, Although I couldn’t remember the deets. I just remember some moments, It was only us, no Whitman or Keats. So, when I awoke this morning, I started searching online for some news. I thought I better channel some Freud, Maybe he could help me shake my…
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Weeds
I spent the morning pulling weeds out of one of my flower beds. It was exhausting and to tell you the truth I was a bit overwhelmed. When they first started growing in the bed, I wasn’t sure if it was weeds or flowers. Some of them looked the same as some of the flowers…
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Think Before You Speak
How do we get out of the messes we create? I mean the really sticky ones, with our family and friends, when we say things, we didn’t mean to say and it creates a chasm so wide, it feels like no one will ever be able to cross it. I bet you thought I was…
Living Pure
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