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Poetry

Day 19

You foolish fox who said too much too late

The moment had already bore so much you needed to add your weight

how harsh you are how simple how undeserving

you don't belong here do you?


Each day in life is amazing. Each day should be revered – it's just hard sometimes. Hard to recognize what we have built or what we live for. Maybe it's because I just finished watching “altered carbon”. So I'm having some existential angst.

Anyway, happy friday. I hope that everyone can relax and take a moment. It's amazing we are all here, at this time together. Considering how massive the timeline is. We are it. All that we get to experience.

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Day 17

the turtle shell exposed rain pelting marches forward

brambles cut feet streaks of vermilion marches forward

heat blooms from Earth crackles gray skin marches forward

the lake relief, tail dancing playful, happy swims forward

– endurance


The thing about this year that's been hitting hard has been routine. I would never have minded seeing my kids more. Being inside more. Waiting in long lines. If it had been subtle. But I went from biking into work. Getting coffee. Generally just living out an existence. A boring one. But a routine I had forged. To this.

This break from that mundane routine.

It's been a chance to be still (Even with kids running amuck). To really see what people are willing to sacrifice or not. To see how others, handle their own routine. How we endure.

Hope everyone you know is safe. That you find some stillness. You deserve some respite from 2020.

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Day 15

Love is a worn out flannel shirt

Most days it gets a brighter Some days a little dimmer That's ok

Sometimes it gets torn Other times, people mend it When I'm finally gone

I hope to look down and see others wearing patches from it


Thought id take one of the poems I was going to put on the writing.exchange fediverse and put it here instead. It didn't feel right letting this one go down the river of the fediverse. It needed a proper home.

Last night was something, at 9pm thunder clapped and rain came pouring down. I rushed outside and proceeded to soak myself. August rain is the best. Especially since it was 97 all day.

The rain never fails to bring back memories of laughter, my honeymoon and times that weren't like what we are in today.

I'm glad it's Friday, it's been a long week of work. Hope you find some time to relax. Enjoy the weekend.

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