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Friday, November 24, 2017

The last one

We all work in obscurity, hoping to be seen............................. PERSPECTIVE........................ In darkness I toil By the light of the moon From this hole I crawl... Resurrected!... I am worm. Am I the lowest? In this chain of fools? Or disillusioned, merely a link In a chain of foods?... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Darkness

In the dark, in your mind, in my mind...I have always been alone..and I'm kinda tired already..today DARKNESS How sweet.. The taste of madness must be.. Would that I could wrap it about me Like an ebon shawl of sadness. I look into the eye of oblivion, Wishing nothing more than the sweetness.. Of a... Sign in to see full entry.

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October 21st, 2015

That was the date I wrote this little sad thing. I remember the day so well. It was filled with dark clouds, kinda cold. All of a sudden the news came on about a little girl that got killed by a bullet fired from a car on the freeway at a truck. Turned out the father of the little girl was feudin... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 21, 2017

so tired of people abusing the word hero.

I served in the Marines, that didn't make me a hero. I know many who served their country and those I do consider men of courage cuz they are willing to put their patriotism where their mouth is! It still doesn't make you a hero, otherwise all of us who serve will get a medal proclaiming such! By... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 20, 2017

I'll be exiting this place in a few days, but it was fun..

Every blank page I see usually has a story waiting to be drawn out in words....... S These pages, these spaces, They scream out lonely words, lovely words, Hidden in the traces of a smile! Conversations...... Between pen and paper.. Men and women Mere mediators 'twixt the two. Words beckon..lovers... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 18, 2017

Pictures

You ever look at others pic at home or FB and wonder abt the story behind them?...........PICTURES........... They come, They go, They fade.. All life's moments in a serenade,... Lets me touch places I've not been, Pictures In reverence, A visual homily of remembrance. A cup of chocolate on a cold... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 12, 2017

From the first line, I wrote the rest today. How long do we hold on to hope before we fold?? UNREQUITED HOPE Is there nothing new under the sun? Is there nothing now.. That inspires the day on this new run? The news..... It blares at me.. Stares at me.. Dares me to hope on something different. The... Sign in to see full entry.

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Unrequited love is the worst

!!Ecstasy!! Sweet ecstasy of pain, Through longing of the soul. Forsaken speculations sifting.. Through gentle blowing breezes of time.... They stand amidst the wind with memories Swirling round.. Like sand in a desert duster, Reflections tattooing themselves on the skin of your ego.. Never healing,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 10, 2017

Presidential??

I wrote this January 2016 or somewhere round there when I found out trump was running, before his insanity became reality. If you're a trump supporter, don't care. I call it like I see it............Trump Card.......... Reptilian in your rhapsody Your tongue slithers.. In, out... Tasting the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 9, 2017

TREES

I took a ride one day into the mountains that make up our city's back yard. I looked at the trees and wondered at their beauty..and I felt old..in kinship with them, I suppose. Someday, they'll be gone, as will I..but not too soon, I hope..lol Jessie Echeverria January 30, 2016 · TREES..... I am... Sign in to see full entry.

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These are my poems written since 2005. I have a little collection I will share and post as I write 1 to 4 at a time. They are my thoughts and experiences and observations.

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