Brush it off, and recall – These poems, these memories

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These poems these memories
They boil up with me
Sending me nostalgically
Into what I want to be
Blending words like chemistry
Expressing my life into an expository
Talking about things
Talking about flying with my pair of wings
Talking about new beginnings
Old endings
The reals and the pretend endings
Talking about acting like yourself
Not like anyone else
I dive off the edge
I smash into the ledge
I brush off the pain
I look for whom to blame
And someone who can tame
The wild within me
Before I turn this into the never-ending story
I’ll sign off, still seeking eternal glory!

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The boy is philosophy

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Grinning from ear to ear
It’s just your voice I hear
I look at you and cannot cease
Your smile soft, full of peace
There is so much that I can’t say
Instead I stare at you kinda sideways
We always discuss things before class
My mind just shatters like glass cuz
I know unless I make a move
We will never have a chance
At some overrated not understood
Version of romance so
I smile back and hope that
You break your vow
Of silence and continue your advance towards me
I waiting now
You eyes they sparkle
Like frost and glitter
So I will write bad poetry
And fantasize about being carried in your arms
Until the 12th of December you have
When term ends
Good Luck

Risk

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simply soaking it all in
slowly sensing much
timidly tension builds
begging only for your touch
dancing divinly unaware
that all the things you two may share
must come to a bitter end
you’ve known it all along my friend
that between the love that runs through your veins
is something else constricts, constrains
sometimes you jump and assume you’ll be caught
when it isn’t at all like that, is it not?

Naked trees embrace the shiver

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Naked trees stand and slightly then aggressively shiver

Bare branches despair and shake in the unforgiving winds

Nature is not embarrassed

Nature embraces the shiver up its spine

The sun gazes at the world as I walk through it

I carefully follow the path

Across the neighborhood

Short but sweet my travels

As the snow melts away

Bringing with it a new day

I wonder about how close spring is

As I smell the ground warming up and witness

The tiny birds emerging

Nature’s sign of the times

Desire’s got a reckless hold on me

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Dripping of desire

Desire of so much more

Desire of my own life

Desire of a great job

Desire of true love and lust

Desire of perspiring until I lose the weight

Desire of the 10k race

Desire off all my goals

One day at a time

Desire

Dripping desire

Of reckless hope

Reckless hold on me

Desire’s got a reckless hold on me

Watch the prisms spin

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Spinning thoughts

Envelope my mind

Hard pressed to think

Of rational thoughts

I think of dancing prisms

I think of a different time

I think of a different place

Spinning thoughts

Envelope my mind

Hard pressed to think

So I enjoy today

I make coffee, read my book, watch shameless, thank God for my blessing

And watch the prisms spin

Just a little while longer