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Kneel

A triple haiku in response to George Floyd

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Play a String of Love

Play a string of love my dears.

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Self Imposter

Moments with Imposter Syndrome

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You Look Like A Tomato

A poetic story about a past comment that wounded me and was later redeemed.

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Said Father God To Mother Earth

A love story between the natural and the divine.

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Come to the River

Come to the river and find all that you need.

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The Wisdom of Doubt

Let's stay in the questions a little longer.

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Who Writes on Medium.com??

Do you have a Medium account? If so, I'd love to support and follow you.

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My Heart Walks Barefoot

Awakening from apathy. Feeling the earth's heartbeat and humanity's cries.

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It's Raining, It's Pouring

A trilogy of poems inspired by the old Mother Goose poem. "It’s raining, it’s pouring, The old man’s snoring. He got into bed And bumped his head And couldn’t get up in the morning."

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