Jodie Hardy Poems

The history book has no ending
It lays open until the next page shows its self
The chapter you deemed the ending is simply a resting place
The past is not a vault with a lock and key, safely keeping things inside
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As the old house on the hill
Where ghost hunters dare
I am haunted too
You stay with me
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A simple strand
Hair tied in ribbon
The bond
Has no description
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Chip... chip... chip... CLUNK!
There falls another piece,
Careless words fly through the air.
The mighty chisel fiercely breaking down the wall of mystery,
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Holding the hot rock of hope with one hand,
Refusing to let go despite the screaming of the raw skin,
How can I go on with only one hand,
Practically disabling myself.
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Full moon rises over the glimmering ocean blue,
Out shining all the stars, brightening the sky anew.
From here on the surf tormented shore a carpet of white leads me to the horizon.
Where on tiptoes and with outstretched arms I could touch the sky,
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You see me and assume I'm here
You talk to me and think I hear
But I may as well be an illusion
I can't manage a conversation
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Our freedom we sometimes take for granted
Though freedom doesn't come for free
We live in debt to those who serve
Those we love but cannot see
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Time will not heal as it often does
Nothing can be salvaged from the ruins
All hope has left; it flew away with the words
The ones that shattered the lives of all who heard them
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The pride that fills my heart multiplies as you grow
Everyday a new achievement, you learn and mature
The world is a playground and life is our teacher
My love and admiration for you will never end
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