An early morning reminder

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I have this drawing in my head

Planning to do things ahead

But God reminded me

Of what should be my priority

A prayer now I utter,

Time I won't squander

People I'll learn to value

Mean whenever I say "thank you"

Give more, expect less

Serve people, not impress

Your love — my haven

Let every motivation be love driven

Who I am not

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I can't be the girl dancing.

I can't be the girl singing.

I can't be the girl grinning.

I can only be the girl writing.

Nothing much to offer.

In my desk I lay my soul to slaughter.

Nor fame and wit and power …

Ne'er became my lover.

In life, you win some you lose some.

In your head, a great schism.

Gained friends when I grooved in the rhythm.

Lost 'em when distorted by prism.

I'm tired of being not being.

Exhausted of the paradox teasing.

Dizzy of the cycle luring.

Deaf from the skeptical barrage I'm hearing.

When you're bored.

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For a time as such ...

perfect time to hatch,

and wake the poet

in thee

What would you like to do if money were no object?

I remember when I was in second year high school, my English teacher told us about a philosopher named Alan Watts.

She adores him. Very much.

I can tell by the way she talked. She was so fond of that guy.

I do not remember much of the flowery words she used in describing him but the only impression I got was, he was a confused man. Too many religion of which he preached about all at the same time.

What's Going On?

No one called

while we were away.

No one calls

after we return.

I spend time

watching TV,

playing solitaire

on the computer,

and reading magazines

Jackson hangs around

some of the time.

But I still wish

someone

would

pick up the

phone

and

talk

to

me.

 (I heart you, you haunt me by Lisa Schroeder)

The Next Morning

What if it was

just

a

dream?

(I heart you, you haunt me; Lisa Schroeder)