Tag: cryptic poetry

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Little ducks

Little ducks love how it felt when the clouds cried
They called them tears of joy and they mirrored it
And my yellow man
Payed loose to the wave
And moved by grace
My ole embodiment of peace

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Light

In the distance you looked like home
In the distance I felt your warmth
The best kind
Reassuring ole faithful
Trust embedded in our waves
Breaking shores holds my hand
heal my head
I couldn’t wait for me to let go
Let God
For you to lead me

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This long walk up

I inhale and exhale like the goddess I am

I am connected like the earth I am made of

And my skin vibrates as the sun

This long walk up

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Listen to the soul

Listen closely to the soul
Who only knows the splitting ground
And seeks refuge in the thoughts of others
Wanting nothing more than milk from paradises breasts
Harvested by her own pair of hands

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I stand

Baby

 I am being

Tired of fleeing

Seeing the colors of the sky, but not living

And no one can give it to me

And no one would put it in my hands

Yet I stand