Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

“I close my eyes only for a moment …”

Still life

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I watch the skies every morning

And look fervently for a sign

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Some drift in the clouds – a  pattern

I read about symbolism all the time

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And listen while people suggest

The underlying meaning exists

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Just what is it that I’m missing

Or do I already have the answer

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That’s it isn’t it

We already know

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We’re told the world is not meant to

Be figured out, analyzed, determined

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Yet, I spent thousands on that guy

With the New England accent

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I just listened

I guess I really

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Didn’t hear anything that stuck with me

Like spectacles of ‘dust in the wind’

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My life has taken a stroll

And everything I’ve lost

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I have regained in a new design

The texture is different, soothing

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To the touch. The icy edge I once felt

Has been polished over endless time

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And while I might imagine a telling

Lyric from a favorite band in Kansas

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Embrace, embody

Still life

Dust In The Wind. by *Anoxia-Photography deviantART Related / deviantID©2009-2013 *Anoxia-Photography
Dust In The Wind.
by *Anoxia-Photography
deviantART Related / deviantID ©2009-2013 *Anoxia-Photography

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