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I dream

of

dreams

dreamt

Unsure of

what I

meant

stepping in

stepping out

what’s it

all about

scattered

dreams~

look up to

the sky

wishing I

could fly

Thoughts

Collected

scattered

in time

dreams

on the

line…

To live free

to not give

a damn

of opinions

of people

of society

of bullshit

dogmas

what if I lived

exactly as

I chose

to hell

with it

all

we do not

get out

alive

any way

I’m tired

of trying

to live up

to others

ideals

I’d rather

live by

mine~

to live

free…

 

Flying high

sinking low

deciding which

way to go

out of touch

in a groove

wonder what’s

to lose

chasing dreams

losing steam

waiting on

windows opening

clutching dreams

fighting the

fight

nothing as it

seems

holding on

counting down

waiting on

a dream…

 

 

Moon~beams

Sun~rays

I pray

for a good

day~

May I walk

in light

May I do

what’s right

May there be

no fights

May my dreams

take flight

May I laugh

and love

with all

my might~

I’ve got

today

that’s a lot

the present~

the perfect

gift…

Sometimes we

just don’t know

Sometimes all

we can do is

hang on

Sometimes we cry

Sometimes we sigh

Sometimes we rage

from our cage

Sometimes we feel

lost and afraid

Overwhelmed

Unsure

all we can do

is hold on

through the storms

the sun will shine

another day

no rain, no rainbows

one step at a time

one day at a time

Sometimes that’s

all we can do…

Justice under the law

Equality under the law

Fairness under the law

You stood as a giant

You shattered glass ceilings

You stood for truth

You brought style and grace

You inspire the world

Your indomitable spirit

Your brilliant mind~

You NEVER gave up

You never backed down

Your strength…

As a loving woman

As a legal scholar

As a hero

for the ages…

We The People

Thank You~

Your spirit will

always live on

under the law…

 

Every flower

has a different

petal

Every flower

grows on it’s own

Every flower

blooms in it’s own time…

Every flower

is a different color

Every flower

grows in different directions

Every flower

has it’s own needs

Every flower

has it’s own time

Every flower

has it’s own roots

Every flower

has a cycle

Every flower

is beautiful

Every flower

counts…

Hopes and dreams

plots and schemes

running from sadness

running to madness

nothing as it seems

something in between

stepping forward

sitting back

watching the fray

it will land where it may

just another day

seesaw emotions

sliding into a abyss

mind rollercoaster~

ain’t it sublime

racing time

it’s a shit show

on the horizon

got to let go

holding too tight

I’d rather let

imagination  take flight…

 

Holding on

Letting go

making changes

room to grow

filled with hope

kinda dope

turning stones

going with flow

facing demons

Killing Them.

New paths

old roads

passion renewed

heart overflows

wherever life goes

Heron spirit glows

counting blessings

enjoying life

embracing possibilities

laughing with crows

my soul knows

sunrise…

my~how it glows…

 

Starved poet

left for dead

aching for love

fed only dread

years roll by

wounds and scars

always healing

always facing

starved poet

longing to be

understood

lost in the woods

daring to hope

trusting a ghost

longing with hope

know where to

find buried treasure

follow me out

of the cave

of despair

to live again

to feel alive

to have hope

thrive

in a blink of eye

dreamers folly

dreamers quest

anyones guess

to flirt

to touch

to feel the stir

aching

to touch

to hold

to kiss

to love

again

starved poet

alive~

again

take me

as I am

maybe

if you dare…