Oy. Vey.
My Bloginality is ENFP!!!
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Now it stops spinning
content
threads fell apart
new ones come together
enmeshed in a new pattern
more pleasing to this vision
more true to this soul
Words gave justice
to a sweet succulence
its freshness exploding awkward
in a world more alive
contrasts starker
every shade deeper
than everything had ever seemed before
When will my eyes leave your walls
details of abstract washes
let me hide within their softness
search me while I search your office
comfort moved from place to place
you fly away to beaches
I’ll rest in other places
Truth is what’s left
after all the crossouts are done
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Days to be counted
melt away toward 15
finest of the year
changes are all we have and I love the way this poem changes and swerves and mingles in it all.
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Change, something we all resist possibly by fear
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Truth is what’s leftafter all the crossouts are done So true!
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.. then, keep crossing out 🙂 Hope Day 50 finds you well and that the days that need to melt away seem to fly like you will.
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INTP 😀 Huggles,
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The Zen Master said, “Who binds you?” The seeker of liberty said, “No one binds me.” The Zen Master said, “Then why seek liberation?” If only I were Forest Gump…be well. namaste.
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Well I knew you were an F that pours out in your lovely poetry. Welcome to the N & J club 😉 Thinking and closure are big for us…
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I think I have a lot of crossing out to be doing yet. 🙂
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ISFP here.
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How do they come up with these bloggy things? Wonderful writing – as always. Such bigs hugs for you – is it 50 days now? Yeah for you and the melting away of days to cross large ponds. Miss you.
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Thank you.
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Hugs,
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Sometimes, the cross-outs tell much truth, too. It depends on how honest we are with ourselves.
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🙂
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CHange can be good at times.
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