Keith Michael Poems

is there ever just a time when we can be free thinking? left to our own regards, to wonder aloud, and see where the wind takes us. it is moments like these that i wish for, to be my own person and think for myself. to chase dreams and see how close we can get, before we wake up and wait for the night to come, so we can try to get closer to catching them. don't stop, don't look back, just continue on until the light, and let the stars lead our way.
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The creek and the stream are one in the same. Ill take my chances with neither, ill swim across and the ocean instead and make sure my steps cannot be retraced.
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Ive searched high and low, unearthed every shattered and broken stone, every piece of dirt has been shoveled in search of a letter, a note even, a clue that gives me some sense as to where you aren't, but where you want to be. The roots have been so beaten down, that they weep their water and the ground runs cold under them. A moist earth regains its life and sends it back anew as a tree, one that i will once again overturn in search of you.
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