Let’s rise together

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Sometimes flying is the only out I see
So

Want to fly away with me?

I know you don’t understand
But if you let go of my hand
We’ll both fall

Let’s rise together

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No more delight in disorder

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Chaotic cleaning
Mind is steaming
Mind is dreaming
Of literally anything else
Old Boxes and broken bags
Messed up Packages and discolored tags
Dust, garbage, and glitter
Everywhere the ground is littered
I must confess
It’s a terrible mess
But I mercilessly organize it all
So next winter it will work nothing slide and fall
No more delighting in disorder
Delight in decluttering

A new success, a new hope is near

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In April I became a college graduate

It was truly a challenge

But I never once quit

No matter the challenge I never gave up

Of course there were times where I had enough

And sometimes I wouldn’t even know why

I would shut down, break down and cry

But all the fears

From all those years

Melted away

As I made my way

Across the stage

And as I grabbed my diploma

I turned the page

Wild success

I wore my new dress

Because I have backed down

I knew that with my illness

There was a greater fight

I worked tirelessly every day and every night

I kept a schedule and I slept

I achieved my goal of my greatness goal which was a degree

Now the job struggle is real

Sometimes I think I cannot deal

But I recall all the things I did to get here

And I now a new success, a new hope is near

If I work hard, prayer harder, and think smarter

I will have a new chapter appear

I didn’t work so hard just to quit

I am a woman of sharp wit

So I will buckle down and no matter what happens now

I vow that I will

Keep on going and more still

When I fail and fall I will get back up

Dust myself off, ice the bruises

Because Maria Pondo never loses

While fighting the good fight

And while doing that my heart will ignite!

High School Musings

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Teenagers and stereotypes – the jocks
The ones that don’t belong anywhere
Miss popularity
The one who grows up to be successful
The modest
The arrogant
The clichés
The drama
The sad ends, tragedies even though the show must go
The humor in between
The different destinations = graduation, college, or something else
People want to get off
People want to stay on
The blizzard of time that make us have no choice
But to get used to one another
Some people who you hate lividly and those you detest for no particular reason
Those you would assume the bad guys
The cool guys
The average ones
And the rare gems in between
The fussy teachers, the ones you admire
The homework you acquire
Cheerleaders
Finals
The End
And the Beginning

Ode to quiet mornings

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I quickly awake
My glasses I take
From a large stack of books
As I take a long look
And the current time
And I feel sublime
I leap out of bed and turn on my lamp near my head
I proceed to think of what to wear while I make my bed
Yes, I make it every single day
Because I prefer it that way
I organize clothes and clutter
Whatever tune I want, I quietly mutter
No one else is even awake
So full advantage of that, I take
I go and recognize the quiet I have for hours
Summoning my greatest powers
I take a quick shower
I make delicious coffee
I begin listening to music
And writing some new poetry
Whatever comes to me
In the corners of my mind
I find peace and calm
I do not have a single qualm
About how long it took
To read that book
Okay, it was only 3 or 4 days
I like to read faster anyways
I manage my pace
As I embrace
This truly serene space
I think about all things
That can, are, or may be happening
This is how I prepare for my day
Ode to quiet mornings
May you forever in my heart and mind stay
You bring forth a serene and joyous, boundless, happy new day

The Rush

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I loved that day
That particular moment
Ponytail blowing in the wind
The sun warming my skin
Shorts and my favorite aqua shirt
And your giggling and screaming
Your begging to slow down
But I just speed up, legs feeling so free
In the woods, fresh air through my lungs
Running so fast
I washed it out
Because you said it was to dirty
So I used the hose
To wash the dirt and grim
I dried it
And you jumped in
I took you for a spin
Around grandma’s house
All I recall
Is the smile on your face
Us bonding as twins
And above all
I remember
The Rush

Is it human nature to desire more?

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Silent early Sunday mornings

I sit all alone and I ponder

Sipping warm coffee

My mind begins to wonder

I’m drawn back to my dream

All though I only recall fragments

I know in it your face did gleam

I wonder about football

I wonder about war

I think about the game and who will score

I think about devastation of fire and ice destroying our nation

I would if I can take it anymore

My mind racing with these thoughts

I hope it slows but it will not

I ponder death and immortality

I ponder what it will be like when I have a family

What will my husband be like

Will he be the man of my dreams

Will he be kind and understanding

And loving and respectful

And a good father?

Will my children grow up happy and healthy?

Will I be a good mother?

Think about a garden

Think about a place

Where I’m not crying with tears burning up my face

About movies and romance

About whether or not I have a chance

Of a happy ending of my own

I wonder about God

About a job

About an apartment

About life after college

And when it will go my way

I should be grateful with what I have today

But is it human nature to desire something greater

To think about what you might want later

I am happy but I’m not content

I feel like I’ve spent

Too much time

And I want to spend the present and future

In a way that I’ll gain

All the dreams created by my sometimes awesome brain