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In Today’s World

It seems in today’s world; it is a necessity to have gimmicks. With the technology of today at our disposal, it is so easy to create a new you or to showcase what is you. TikTok, YouTube and everything else in between gives us exposure we never had as an everyday individual in days past, dreaming of what it would be like. There is an unending list that fits into this one demographic: woodworking, painting, singing, acting, comedy and yes, even writing just to name a few.

Where does that leave those us that are low key. Blowing in the wind, grasping for a stronghold, anything that will end the twist and turns of a relentless phenomenon that has taken hold?

My answer? Stay true to you. As an example, I have tried on occasion to replicate art styles that I liked to see how my version would unfold. When I was writing poetry, almost all of my writings were rhymes. Hence, I didn’t consider myself a poet. And it turns out, during my adventures I found myself back to what is me. Isn’t that what is most important in the scheme of things? To be seen as who you are and not what or who you tried to be…not you? It’s ok to have similarities, but your style is unique and it’s you.

I’m not a young pup anymore. My drive has slowed but the flame hasn’t completely diminished.

If you are one to view these many wondrous works of art that we see every day, don’t stop. But try not to look through envious eyes, but gaze with admiration. To be envious is to be somewhat jealous. To admire, well that will open your mind to your own skills and ambitions and isn’t that what we need? Especially in today’s world.

Doors

Open Doors

Can You Feel My Words?

Words spoken, travel through the air alive

Bringing told truth into your mind

As I speak of my love for you

Can you feel my words as they travel?

Do your eardrums tingle as chimes on a string?

Spreading across the land for all to ear?

Can you feel my words to sweet caress?

As the softness of butterflies flutter?

Tender as untouched dew of morning?

Can you feel my words as kindle to fire?

Does your heart burn as a heated furnace?

Will you embrace this truth that crosses my lips?

I need more than just to be heard

I need you to feel my words

Will you? ~ no~ Can you feel my words?

A Pivotal Moment

From the room across began a pivotal moment

Crowded though it was mattered not

The breath of your eyes warmed to my soul

Given to me, thine beauty enveloped my heart

Spending the cost of anticipation

Excitement swallowed whole my being

Numb, from the top to end of my existence

Flooded was I by your sparkled eyes set

In the embrace of your beauty that smiled

Hypnotic was the spell cast upon me

Frozen in time was the moment

To remember for now and always

It’s Always Been

It’s always been this way that I’ve felt

Mine heart has known from the beginning

Craving the return for whence it has displayed

In silent mode singing loudly, un-dauntingly

How were you to know by the silence of my love

I have given to you from within my soul

I longingly ache for the reception to begin

Pass, the murmur of my shyness for fear

To be rejected  by the center of yore

Dismayed, I want not to be for pain

Ponder I do from time never ending

Doth your heart beat of love for me?

Of truth I would have an answer to know

So my fear of knowing not would cease

I want not my heart to beat alone

But beat entwined with your beauty

Stave I not to sway from mine feelings

Boldly quiet, my heart beats still

Self Worth

The honor in self worth is held in the beholder

The beholder’s self worth is viewed in mirrors

The mirrors reveal what it sees as truth

The truth is, everything is not as we see it 

 

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