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I ripped the carpet
out of my house
something I've wanted
to do and there's
no time like
the present
it was really heavy
and cumbersome
and exhausting
I rolled my
hopes and desires
up in it
for posterity.
dumpster-bound.
About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. β€οΈ
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The Cave Part 11
Darkness, and the countless points of light, as if the entire void beyond was filled with the fire of a million stars. I felt as if I was staring into the eternity of a night sky beyond those wooden doors, the place beyond the actual reality, while I stood behind a curtain of scenery, the mountain and sky a mere pretense. And in that void beyond of unfathomable space, there hung suspended a mighty shard of crystal floating in place, with hundreds of a far smaller chunks orbiting around it in balanced but intersecting circles, no two in the same path. These caught the light from the center, and sparkled with inner fire each.
By Jamye Sharp2 days ago in Chapters
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I like how you turned a relatable life situation into a poem!
That must have felt very liberating. Hope you are okay. Sending you lots of love and hugs β€οΈ