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| | | | | Thinking: My purpose is utterly unreliableIts fluctuation is quite undeniableIn all respects unverifiableDoing: At times it's a giver of careOr laboring as much as I dareElse enjoying the hobbies and people I shareBeing: So the best I can sayIs my purpose changes each dayAnd I find that it's rather okay W3 Prompt #102: Wea've WrittenWeekly... | |
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| | | | | Take the trail that'sRarely comfortableA meandering footpathNewly discoverable Soon we're lostFollowing the tangibleOr we're trail-crossedRambling irrefragable Make a choice firstAnd commit to inevitableTangling words cursedInside poetry infrangibleOpen the world's thirstNoble and intangible I wrote this poem for the Wea've Written Weekly prompt #156. This week's prompt is from Carol Anne, who asks us to do... | |
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| | | | | Life is hard for ev'ryoneStumbling. Deaf. Dumb. BlindFocus NOT on Number-OneBe thoughtful. Be kind. Humans can be inhumane-Ground up by the grindBearing Christ or Mark of CainBe thoughtful. Be kind. Weary, weary, so exhaustedBrawn, might - must I find?No! None should feel accosted!Be thoughtful. Be kind. God, let me be supportive -Let me know Your... | |
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| | | It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee | ||