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april
Like many who are born in spring, I want to live life in full bloom. If to my petals, snow should cling, I shan’t succumb to wintry doom. The rain shall tumble from the sky, but beneath it I shall grow, even through grey skies, my hopes still fly, Til golden sun sets them aglow. Continue reading
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cheese
you taste delicious though my delight is fleeting, ouch, my tummy hurts Continue reading
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loss
I could feel the bones in your back, though you purred against my hand, your eyes were half-closed, and I knew. I think you did, too. it was a cloudy day on the brink of winter, and the bad news fell like an anchor, I kept saying goodbye long after you couldn’t hear it anymore. Continue reading
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spring 🌱
the air tastes fresh and clean, and gentle mist welcomes the morn, sparkling dew clings to the grass, and the flowers wake reborn, the sun warms the once-barren earth, and birds produce new song, as my chilled bones begin to thaw, I wish it were spring all year long. Continue reading
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32
though birthdays are hard, I hope to make thirty-two, a year for progress. (I love haikus so expect many more of them!) Continue reading
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little white fluff
I would like to cling resilient, like a little white feather on a car door, buffeted by the wind, but holding fast. How admirable that something so small, so easily tossed aside, so easily lost, remains steady. (I had this queued to post yesterday and it somehow didn’t! 😭 So I’ll just post two today. Continue reading
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The Queen
from atop your lofty throne, we all must look so small, but you are seated there alone, while we wait for you to fall, your cruel tongue strikes a cutting blow, as sharp as any blade, I often wonder if you know, what it means to be afraid? there is honey in your voice, but Continue reading
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flower
my love is like a flower, roots buried deep below, for even if the petals fall, it shall not cease to grow, brutal shoe and stomping boot, may seek to crush our bloom, and clutching weeds that strive to choke, will fail to bring our doom. beneath the winter snows, or the burning summer sky, Continue reading
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Migraine
there is a thundercloud in my head restless thoughts swirl rumbling darkness stirs pressure builds behind the eyes and blackness swallows the sun bitter wind sweeps through my dreams and monsters claw at my brain vision blurs, teeth clench, and stomach churns, but the painful flashes will not last, the prowling thunder will fade, the Continue reading
Frostwritten 