Tag: Poetic
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It’s Been A While
It’s been a while since I’ve felt the sun. Daily precipitation grows more intense. Finding my sense of direction, moving away from the storm yet, tethered to the chaotic attraction. Thunder without the touch of lightning. All I have is the rain.
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June 23, 2022
Another week of sinister vibes. Revenue generation stalled; there were voluntary resignations and involuntary terminations. The rain is an unwelcome surprise.
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June 2, 2022
I often wonder whether honesty is the best policy. Being true to myself is an arduous and questionable journey.
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Vibe
I exist in a place of confusion; perspiration has the scent of chaos. My father visits my dreams, but he doesn’t recognize me. The ebb and flow of warnings erode the existence of time.
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Birth
Seeds of resurrection. Childish games they continue playing. Those lingering lies were their truth as fairy tales. I stepped away. For a moment, my thoughts I quietly transcribed—a world of burning embers. I returned, and everything I knew turned to ashes. Memories no longer forgotten.
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Temporal Loop
I watched the seasons change and found a new opportunity. A sinister familiarity lingered. Something is unchanged. The rippling effect in the pit of my spirit tells me this is more than deja vu. Yes, I have been here before, many times over. I must come to terms with something, and I cannot locate it. […]
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Absence
An inexplicable void with improper goodbyes; removed with a sudden yank from my soul. Absence stained my heart and claimed my joy. Stories unreasoned and meanings despised, I will remember the tales and one day be reconciled.
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1965
November 27, 2021. Exactly fifty six years ago to the day, my parents forged a union. Tied by a secret circumstance. Our lives shaken by revelations in the wake of my father’s death. Everything we knew was covered in blood. Every excuse and obsession was in Jesus’ name. Our house divided, it was never meant […]
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Lesson Learned
My path should have been different. Sentiment made my choice; the opportunity shared an equal quality—a questionable judgment based on hope. Now, I am sleeping in the rain. This mistake carries silence—no words of despair.
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Day Trip
On September 7, 2021, I took my family on a day trip to Southern California. I haven’t traveled to the region since March 2019 due to the pandemic. We left around 12:15 a.m. to avoid as much California traffic as possible stopping at a gas station in Barstow to fill up. Unfortunately, we couldn’t use […]
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Memories
I stand in front of an audience being someone else, hoping to satisfy the subject matter experts. The lights illuminating the anxiety. The painful memories of repercussions for not doing my best. “You’re lazy,” I’ve been told when wanting to express my creative soul. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I […]
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Bad Dreams
The warmth of summer is ending;the length of daylight decreases.Darkness carries heavy memories;the weight of despair increases.
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Storm
Another storm is coming. Feeling the barometric pressure. Waiting for the strong winds, to begin parting our ways.
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Countdown
The soft taps of summer rain. A moist reflection in an empty room. Those calendar markings of commemoration, the essence of the ones taken. Counting down to the end of a season.
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