ANYTHING

there was a time

when the least of things you would do

had meaning

for all of them, around you

now you struggle

to find a thing to do, anything

that would have meaning

even if it were just for you

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Picture: Meaning, meaning

YOU HAVE LITTLE TO SHOW

 

lanky: You're pretty lanky
but that's OK
in place of big muscles
you've got nerves enough

next, shivering: Not your soul
wellspring: You are
a wellspring of ideas, they say
handiwork: Hmm, you have little to show

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Picture: In place of big muscles

I CAN STILL FIND MY WAY

I get old
(forgive me)
I lost my hair
I lost half my strength

I get lost in the dark
(oh, well)
I can still find my way
in the light

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Picture: Human Clouds

SUGAR CUBES & BROKEN CUP

with a sugar cube

I know what do do

oh, won't you

give me one?

with the broken cup

you know what to do

oh, won't you

take mine?

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Photo: Sugar

(Inspired by this Poetry Wednesday Writing Prompt)

THEY WANT THEIR OWN NAME

imagine this
characters in my dreams
they want their own name, every one
they want to be free

there is a great park
they are hiding in there
if I go looking for them, they will... what?
kill me? but I don't care

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Photo : On the way

THEY LIVE WHEN YOU DREAM

they compete amongst themselves
for your attention, your care, your love
you know almost everything about them
they know almost nothing about you

they live when you dream
they sleep when you don't
whether or not they have dreams of their own
I don't know, but they are fighting to exist

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Photo : The people in your dreams