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We Will Weep
I cannot get the movie ‘What Dreams May Come’ out of my head tonight. I keep thinking about the beauty of pastels, our next life, world, human reality. A vision of ‘Dead Poet’s Society’ keeps running through my mind, as I see the professor walking his new students along the auspicious predecessors of their educational…
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I Stopped Watching
I listen to music puts me in certain frame of mind I want to be sad like the tears welling in the moment I want to feel pain for nothing will match their fears I want to ask is there anything we have control of in our lives. In my neighborhood tonight I watched people…
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Real Tears
We have moments We are tested attitude, notions, hurts, material gains and losses We cry for ourselves while around us life continues and we cry and the world changes. We discover one waking autumn we haven’t the strength the mortal fortitude that ability to call the shots. Then we cry some more. We haven’t ever…
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I Cry Sometimes
In the public eye what appears is shadows Silent images along a wall Faceless yet moving The physicality is all that really tells A story A moment A person looking directly cannot realize The true extent of the shadow’s eyes For their blank Unseen crevices in a brick foundation If for a glimpse Inside the…
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And How I Cry
Our own hourglass The one that holds Your heart As invisible as time Will still exist No matter Not knowing Just because ~ For the value of love Can be defined In a skip across the Damp pavement of a city blind ~ People out walking their dogs Normal lives That I cannot touch Yet…
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Remember How Tears Form
Matters little the scenario Form has the same motive A welling reality Quiet repose Soft rains on gray morning Sunshine while we stroll alone ~ I remember, then, when the music played My every thought was reminders of then ~ Certain lyrics call out names Reminders of older games While we interpose life Purpose we…