Angie M.. Poems

It comes in light gusts of relief
where prayer needs no voice,
no thoughts... it's just a part of you
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Sharp new challenges
Space brightens and more defined
Less shilly-shally
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Scattering the light
Projecting the negative
Representation
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A sudden awareness
and everything makes sense
scary and wonderful
vulnerable
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Of course knowing one hill over
may be in rhyme

and it's not to say
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Spring is here again
We all wait for the first blades to come to light
while regrets are the worms that squirm through the soil
until Heaven does give its Dew, and the robins tug them away.
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when truth is smothered
compassion is not absent
separate views twist
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Intraocular pressure
Days but slices of science
Satisfaction sensed
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just because my mind doesn't change
it doesn't mean there's resistance
It's just in a world of speculation
with little bits of fact
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