Tag Archives: change

Sign

And when we sign our name The whole world changes Not the same Entering into The big boys game When we sign our name And when we take a chance We hear new music For the dance A bit of … Continue reading

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Different

I was a different person then I shed my skin so many times I scarce remember, yet these photos and these memories attest to a time when I was other When I cherished hopes to my breast and played the … Continue reading

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Certainty

How quickly now our certainties Slip through our fingers like the breeze And bring our kingdoms to their knees As beggars to their knees We build our world on shifting sand Rely on schemes and dreams and plans But little … Continue reading

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New Years Day 2014 – For Prompt 28 Future Diary

All significant changes start slowly Imperceptibly beneath the skin in silence and patience Small stirring of the new A bud about to bloom awaits the quiet it requires and space to be This new years day will be as any … Continue reading

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We Can’t Tell – For Prompt 26 What Can Change The Nature Of a Man?

WARNING:  This is a particularly dark poem about trauma based mind control. 1) Split mind dislocated by trauma Visceral pain and vast Encompassing humiliation Add to this a scintilla Of doubt and distraction Mix the recipe lightly With dissociation Torture … Continue reading

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Change

I do not crave change Not now There were times in my life I needed diversion Adventure just to breathe Not now The hum of big city streets Was a melody to me Not dark discordant artistry Not now It’s … Continue reading

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Losing My Religion

I once believed By being the change You wanted to see You could make it be I thought it would last The edifice built Through first being kind You’d not fall behind A small piece of faith A purpose of … Continue reading

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Butterfly Scars

Across her skin scarified Are the markers of all her pains, her joys and hopes raised high, cut deep within starkly visible to the eye This strange affliction caused by surfeit of feeling? These signs of tribulation some may call … Continue reading

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