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wasted days
I remember all my wasted days
so vividly now and always
because for all my wasted days
tallied together, I’m that much more
thankful for the good ones
and the people I shared them with,
who made them great and who I miss dearly
upon all these abundant, wasted days.
Eating edibles by the ocean
Her sun kissed skin
My wind swept hair
Eating edibles by the ocean
So happy we’re here
word: a single distinct conceptual unit of language
People tend to use words
they don’t fully understand,
for emotions that they feel
though fail to express,
like throwing daggers blindly —
it’s depressing.
Finger Paint and Prose
She put down her pen
and released herself
to the world, renewed.
Purpose became her passion
finger paint and prose,
the poet taught them miracles.
The finest ever known.
Morning Meditation
Like clockwork
yesterday turns today’s
hand backward
toward awakening.
I am whole.
No longer is the time
to judge what we do not understand,
but rather embrace it.
So easily forgotten
is the ability to learn something new
each and everyday.
To venture the world
and to take a chunk of it mindfully
was told to me once,
and though I’ve stumbled
I’ve never forgotten.
Yesterday’s world is no longer today’s
as yesterday’s confusion fades
my compassion continues
and my gratitude grows
with peace and understanding.
I am whole.
I open my eyes knowing
I open my eyes knowing
everything I need
lies within
Student Teacher
Billy stood as he was told
and made all the uniformed gestures
he was taught before he could ride a bike.
Then he began
“I pledge allegiance
To the flag
Of the United States of Hypocrisy…”
And so went the rest of the lines
in unison with his class.
Then before lunchtime Billy’s teacher
pulled him aside, in a motherly fashion
and asked, “is everything o.k. Billy?”
“Yes,” he told her, politely, like he so often spoke.
“Do you know what that word means?” She asked.
“What word?” Billy questioned, counting his quarters.
“Hypocrisy,” she said, warmly, meeting Billy’s eye line.
“No,” he admitted.
“Then where did you hear it?”
“I can’t remember,” he admitted further.
“Well, it means,” she began but noticing Billy’s fidgeting,
stopped herself and let him get back in line.
The next day when the class rose
and made all the uniformed gestures
they were taught before they knew what they meant
Billy’s teacher watched as he spoke the Pledge Of Allegiance
in unison with the rest of the class.
“I pledge allegiance
To the flag
Of the United States of America…”
Billy didn’t miss a beat that day and surprisingly
they served pizza for lunch,
it was his favorite.
beautiful woes
At the end of the night
when the poet laid down
he didn’t fear death, knowing
what beautiful woes
the morning had coming round.
Words Of An Average White Male 