Pushed to breaking point,
way beyond the limit,
cracking under the pressure,
a broken spirit.

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The First Poet

doors and roses
horses laugh
mystery abounds
leaves whisper
you guide your spirit
on the alphabet,
just like the first poet

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her window filled with Spring..
I hold my mother’s hand
as her spirit leaves…

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She lay in my arms and cried.
I tasted her salty tears
and wanted to hold her forever,
but I could not.
She had a restless spirit.
She would heal then fly away.

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