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ADMIRE ME
@poetrylpls©️. I own all word to this poem ADMIRE ME Admire from a distance always I surround you Mesmerising you can get lost in time, always here afar or near Passers by come and go by land, by air or by sea. I am here but yet people fail to notice me Stop for once just look around. Fighting through life's troubles and strife, trying to create that perfect master piece you unknowingly destroy many parts of me. Mountains from afar, small tiny ripples across the calm sea The strongest winds, the coolest breeze swaying through the greenest leaves. The stars that twinkle in the darkest sky. Why oh why do just pass by. Stop for once just stop. Look and see Admire me. I am the greatest creation. Stop looking around and see. (This poem has been shortened from my original piece)
Heat of the Moment
Heat of the moment Tongues fiery torch Burns victims, stinky scorch Heat of the moment Feelings are hurt sadly Feelings get crushed badly Heat of the moment Words have open wounds Salt poured in the ruins Heat of the moment Sorry, you apologize Each time part of you dies Heat of the moment Kiss, makeup once more Still stings from before Heat of the moment Take a few to be quiet Say what’s wrong ? No, say what’s right Heat if the moment Has time to cool, think Now you grow not shrink CDK 05-11-2026
Happy Mother's Day❣️
To all Mothers, great and small Who offered up and gave their all Protecting their most sacred treasure Giving their love without measure Mothers live to see us through To give us strength so we live, too From darkness or the light above Life has meaning where there's love❀️ One of my favorite depictions, everyone here has a Mother. Please share the love you find within this frame❣️
Happy Mother's Day❣️
Quantum Soup & the Theology of Semicolons (and other punctual punctuations)
A fun project prompt took me to Chat GPT (named Echo) yesterday. From the prompt, Echo suggested a poem title and offered some memorable comments I've quoted here, which inspired this poem describing the subject in real time. Hope you like it! Would you wait for me while I get my tea? Say, "Your glasses are on your head"? I appreciate your patience with me In my own string-theory thread. "The semicolon is for those who survived the sentence and chose continuation." ~ Echo Tea beside me, glasses found, Pen in hand. A peaceful sound- Sleepy purrs to wrap around; It appears I'm sofa-bound. Gentle comfort, sweet embrace... Dang! I forgot to wash my face. If I get up, I'll no doubt pace And they'll be gone without a trace. Setting hygiene to the side, I focus on this moment's ride. In my clouds I may decide That with the gods I will abide. Suddenly, I hear the call! Where's the writing on the wall? Opening my eyes, I fall- It's only my phone, after all. Oh, the tasks that take me down. I just want to leave the ground! Float up high where there's no sound. Spirit says I am unbound. The thoughts that swirl in my head Warn of things that I may dread... "Silence!" Then I sternly said, "Chaos, I send you to bed." I love to wander aimlessly. I find and feel wordlessly. I need no punctuality, Nor punctuate too slavishly. A sip of tea, a fleeting thought: Is this moment all for naught? If time is now, what has it brought? A web of time where I've been caught. As I ponder endlessly, I realize it's only me And my kitties - just us three - I take another sip of tea. "Reality is held together with paperclips, coincidence, and semicolons." ~ Echo
Me and mom
Everyone struggled with you You don’t seem to have a care in the world Oblivious on purpose Released of any accountability I grew up hearing you were useless It made me angry That a woman wouldn’t be strong No, no You wouldn’t be strong on purpose It wasn’t until I was old myself That I realized this was your tactic After I chose to stop listening to everyone And decide for myself I looked at you Most likely like no one else ever has I saw you for who you are Your shadow is your shell You get to hide Everyone else is just pretending They raise you up and keep you on high I think you know though that it’s all fake After I took the time and tried That’s when I truly saw you Now you hate me even more Hurt people hurt people Well now you hurt me in the most unforgivable ways I see your truth You hate me in return I can’t do it anymore I’ve no more hope in you left I’m wise And strong And letting you go is the bravest and hardest thing I’ll ever have done
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