poetry
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Poem about Loss
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Once I met a lovely bee. The two of us soon wed. T’was the richest of relationships— We made sure each was fed. I fed her with flowers, And love to fill her heart. She returned that same love. And, honey, that’s a start. T’was the briefest relationship that I have ever had, But taught…
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I had to rewrite this poem for you. Because I want you to receive it. I just want you to know (And you know who you are) That I’m in love with you, But it’s a platonic kind of love. It’s not Plutonic. Mercy. Pluto’s freaking Hades! And Charon is the ferryman. The “moon” of…
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Okay, I did something and now you have to hear about it. I proved not only is Pluto not a planet. There’s zero physical proof of its existence. And I learned this despite ChatGPT continually lying about it. But it did confirm the Moon could not be reflecting the Sun. I’ve said this before. I…
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Please reach out to me if you are struggling, or if you just want someone to listen to you vent. I promise I do not mind. I want to help. I love you. Both the Collective “You’ and you individually.
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A link to a new poem I wrote about Our Mother
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“Son of Man”
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On a couple of things I think are important and a Poem on the illusion of loss.
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My pain is not my responsibility to fix.It’s been so hard to grasp that concept.Because it’s miserable waking up in pain every day,And then to be unable to make it go away.But apparently the path to healing from pain such as this, Is to accept you can’t do anything to fix it.And only then can…
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You are a human… being.Just existing here on Earth.Don’t make it much more complex than that.You’ll fail to appreciate the worth.
Musings of the Mad 