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The Reward Of Giving
Hand me downs The gifts my mother returned I gave with myself in mind Years ago In idle youth, My mother’s gifts mirrored the woman I always wanted her to be grace, beauty and womanhood I coaxed her...
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An Idle Prayer
Unwanted things I couldn’t bear to part with A promise to sort them One day I confirmed with an idle prayer the kind one recites in desperate need I feared losing all that I had Beauty Why didn’t a...
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With Eyes Closed
A mother’s love Keeps brothers close Repeated stories of an unchanged past Borders dream but are fixed in a place Creating the present Is the only control they can embrace Reinventing the future...
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Colour My Ball Picture Book Preview!
What colour is your ball? Is it a blue, is it a brown? Is it yellow? Is it red? Is it a mix of both? How it is that you feel? What feelings do the colours represent to you? Green could be frightened,...
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This Creative Stuff Is All That I Have
Recently I’ve been burnt. I’ve been burnt by the fact that I will never get the wider recognition for my work. It’s beautiful, creative, fun. I see it in the children’s faces every day when I teach...
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The Guilt Of Loving You
Let’s talk about nothing in particular I want to see how your mouth moves I feel guilty loving you My gaze drifts to a different place In case we might be seen I hide you in the enclosure of my life A...
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A Star
A proposed star for Wikiproject Constellations. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) A STAR was so bright, It shone And it turned into the sun, Then when it burned the parts of the surroundings, It dimmed a...
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A Letter To Mother Earth
Dear Mother Earth, The day my soul was given a name, was the day I was taken away. Like a caterpillar, with one aim, to grow… change… fly, and find you again. Dying alone is delicately defined as dying...
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Reading The Stars
Your written words They stay the same form But change by the sound they make Philosophy Yes Philosophy is a method to play with the game of life & match it to who you are But beware Just when it...
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Impressions of Europe & My Art
My ideals are challenged, I’m not the mature person I thought I was. I’m in Europe. I ponder on a place where I can be alone, but not lonely. I put myself in that place. But it doesn’t quite work. I...
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Tears For A Rainy Day
just a dream! (Photo credit: Irena Mila) I want to shout to the world I exist But you will only know me after I die But it won’t be too late The words will flourish in your mind Don’t be sad Rejoice in...
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Dancing in Paris, A Dream
Serene It’s not easy to leave A house randomly placed Created by a heart that moved on Leaving the house in disgrace Just so that she could manage it Then Upon looking back She separated the trees Like...
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Ohne Liebe, Ohne Tanz, A Love Poem
A Love Poem I feel crazy and lost without you I clean my essentials to find you They breathe fire and hide from the rain Priceless commodities Once had Agony rules my mind Oh my diminished heart It...
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No Voice
I have no voice But I love to dance. I’m a mute. But I love to dance I cannot do. But I love to dance. I don’t belong But I love to dance. The answer is dance, I must dance. I’ve tried many things But...
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A Dominant Eye
Spies Enter our private Lives I stop at the thought & sleep Lies are free Deep Within me & a dominant eye A la life! You are my mirror I can only tell time with you Truth A role that finds...
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Memories of Manchegas Dance
Hint: Listen to each audio as you watch the video, and imagine you are there doing Manchegas dance! Download: 5-like-a-dance-sofias-diary.mp3 Sofia’s Diary My mood abroad is more alert to broken...
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Glorified Queen Bee
Rhythm, a sequence in time repeated, featured in dance: an early moving picture demonstrates the waltz. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) I played with his art Sour I turned to face his heart Faded Secrecy...
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Inside
Mentally close Physically far from what it is that you are I feel what it is It’s surrounding me I absorb the sound A sense Indescribable Because it is uniquely true Fear Of losing all that I have...
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Meraklou
Imouna Meraklou! She cried I’m doing this for you! She cried For your youth, not mine! & my woes of a lost life Failed pride Absence of essentials A mattress is all I have & I sleep with a...
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Nameless World
Texture of his voice Created interest In a world I longed to belong to I wondered if I was seen in the world I wanted to be in I wanted that so much I could burst My heart ran & my passion sang As...
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