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  • a poet’s playground
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    • meditation relaxation
    • reflective healing
  • a poet’s art
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  • contact

a poet's playground

discovery

if you
can drag
yourself
out of the valley
of doldrums
look
upward

the peak
seemingly
out of reach

a thought
which lays
heavily
on one’s mind

hindering
discovery
hampering
growth
inhibiting
success

answer this

why
would

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so lovely

oh so lovely
i shall rest a bit here
and
breathe

feeling
the freedom
of the moment

the mood
subdued
yet sparked
with
anticipation

of
what beauty lay
on the other side

never
better
than this
possibly
equal too

why

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wouldn’t it be nice

wouldn’t it be nice
never to argue
never to feel pain
never let rudeness ruin a day

wouldn’t it be nice

to stretch out
close eyes
breathe deeply
sigh into the moment
relax into the day

wouldn’t it be nice

hearing only the sounds
of the trees

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survivor

you can struggle
all your life to survive
by just hanging on
using all your might
to get a grip

but
never letting
defeat
pass your lips

the strength
to face each adversity
lay
in your roots
in your core

there is a stored

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anxiety isn’t the enemy

if i could bathe away fear
i would soak for days
finding ways
to convince myself
anxiety isn’t the enemy

coming to grips
with apprehension
is growth

they say
baby steps
i feel more like a crawl
wanting
my security blanket
that was tossed

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when dusk claims the day

what remains
true in your heart

when all lies
have been dispersed

when words
wait no longer

when light
dims
as night begins
to fall

what remains
in your heart

a longing
to live
or
curl up
and wither away
falling with the

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