Wallowing In The Good Mornings

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Wallowing in the good mornings
Moving on from all your past days
Cutting loose the baggage
You’re different now, that was a phase
New person evolving within you
Tired of comparisons & their failings
Creating your own place in this world
Let society shift & begin their own trailings

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Fresh Lipstick & Attitude To Match

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Fresh lipstick & attitude to match
The pretty piano player; a punk rockette
The domestic goddess with a need to be clean
Living on the edge of the cosmopolitain set
Hoarding her guilty pleasures fiercely
The moral ambiguity is a stubborn crutch
Ignoring nature’s perfectly placed laws
But she’ll only accept the light’s soft touch
Wearing an evening gown at her elegant leisure
Within her mind, no better way to take a selfie
She’s blunt with her standards & expectations
But lucky for us all, my poems are gluten free

It’s A Nondescript Alcove

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It’s a nondescript alcove
A humble place I can journal my deepest thoughts
I can write of my secret crushes & fond lovers
Decrypting moods of soul’s who cannot be bought
I’ll scribble away without any pressure to perform
These jottings belong to me; they’re only mine
Tomes dedicated to the craft of confession
A postscript punctuated with a toast of red wine

Fairly Fancy & Free

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Fairly fancy & free
Springtime upon my toes
Freshness abounds
Coming up with a rose

Whispering to the winds
Secrets of our years
No place to reside
Time to face our fears

Raised to our health
So we can no longer think
Simple happiness
Encased in nocturnal drink

Returning To The World

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Returning to the world
Finding life left unraveled
A smile never so grand
Home the best place traveled
Warmth of simple comforts
Never trading precious delights
Beauty in these open arms
Darkness eclipsed by light

Glamorous Morph Of Atmosphere

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Glamorous morph of atmosphere
Pretty people falling in place
Chamber pieces held tightly
Morning’s warmth upon your tired face
Hope today may be better than
All which came disappointedly before
Recreating ourselves into something
Giving opportunities to be much more

Empty Streets Late After Dark

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Empty streets late after dark

Rain tries to wash away transgression

The anonymous walk back on home

Another night’s bout of depression

Hidden moments of solitude

Lonely stretches of cold concrete

Distant lights seem to fade away

Damp steps along an unknown street

There once was a place to go

Reasons for each & every step

Though all that was lost long ago

Into my bottle of cheap wine I wept