Writing is my elixir Writing for me is like breathing, it sustains me It gives me shelter from the metaphorical storm When I am in doubt or despair it changes everything The atmospheric pressure shifts in my favor I am … Continue reading
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So, a poem about going for it
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At a meeting Trying to engage Keeping a smile on Feigning interest Pretending to be invested Longing to be inspired Knowing it is impossible Gotta have my own Until I do, I must suffer Creators are restless We need to … Continue reading
So, Paris, a poem
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So, here is poem that I wrote while sitting by the Seine… Paris in a word- magnifique, though the descriptor may sound absurd, The city has a charisma, an unintentional charm a power that is surprising so great it disarms, … Continue reading
So, I read 2 poems at an open mic…
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So I am quite timid when it comes to my writing. It is so personal to me and is one of the main reasons that I keep this blog on the downlow. Because I want to be able to be … Continue reading
So, it’s poetry time again:):)
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Shattered You’ve been through the storm Your heart has been bruised You didn’t want to trust But in love you can’t choose We met by chance Neither one of us prepared We became fast companions The past could not compare … Continue reading
So, it is poem time again:):)
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Unrealized Word-filled accolades for decades to assuage egos often times fall on deaf ears to the uncertain and lost. Kudos through the checks and balances of loved ones offer assurance in the realm of worthiness at a cost. Damsels, too … Continue reading
So, on that poetry tip again…
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Magical Mystical Miracle
A little girl with big dreams but small wings can do enormously great things.
It isn’t arduous to give a push to encourage such a majestic being.
She has shine and a glow doesn’t it show?
She’s predestined for things uncommon, with gifts so rare.
That something-different-vibe for days, spreads around like the sun’s rays.
From knee high she was a magical, mystical, miracle.
Royalty, from the arm of God to the world, in the form of a girl.
~simply Dee
© May 27, 2018
Simply Dee in D.C. 