Carolyn Brunelle Poems

Surrounded by your presence
I breathe in your essence;
we are united in ways
beyond these limitations.
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I loved you
back in the days of green fields
and yellow daisies in the sun;
now stained red with the blood of your lover.
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It was a long time ago;
sure the world asks for dues
but it doesn’t owe you.
Your choices and decisions cost a lot;
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Barely one season ends another begins;
exhaustion in the guise of family tradition
grips me in unrelenting frustration.
I am awash in expectation
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Even through
time and space
you embrace me.
I sense your guidance
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There's a light on in the cellar
I never noticed before
and now I'm a bit curious
about what lies beyond the door.
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If I were Santa
I would have left you
the gift of peace,
or a fairy godmother
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The world is full of simpletons
small minded fools with their folly
who fan the flames of hatred
and idiocracy;
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I stand silent.
A gift given purely
from my soul's joy,
floats off unnoticed
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