Crusades
Christmas,
what a wonder:
we gather up our joys
to stand against the impending
darkness.
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Atlas
The world
is limited
by the scope of our hearts:
the people who keep theirs open
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Laughter
Laughter,
strong medicine
that builds people back up
when they feel like they’re at their worst,
and rings
like the first song of the morning,
like a breath of fresh air
that blows through you,
and heals.
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The lights of my life
Sunshine
lights up my days
like a summer bonfire.
I pass the long hours sweating
until
the daylight begins to wane, and
I lay there shivering
under the pale
moonlight.
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Muddy thoughts
Some nights
when I’m feeling down in the dumps
I start to ask myself,
“Am I worthy
of love?”
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Hibernation
I know
it’s desolate,
but no matter how bleak
today may seem to you, please – please,
Hold on.
The world is not done with you yet,
and somewhere out there wait
slumbering signs
of Life.
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Prost
Toast
and boast
to the host
of whom’s the most
of all.
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Promise
Promise
you won’t leave me.
Please don’t leave me alone.
It’s hard, but I’m worth the effort.
Trust me.
I would never leave you alone.
I know that things are hard,
but they’ll work out.
Promise.
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Indigo
The King
was quite well loved,
and his mourning kingdom
laid him to rest in the evening.
Farewell.
*This poem is a continuation of a project where I chose a color, and wrote a poem on the first three words that came to mind. In this case, they were twilight, mourning, and an end of things (ending).*
Wallflower
Party
People talking
Lovers’ music playing
While I stand apart from the crowd
Alone
A (wise) man of two faces 