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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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personal thoughts

Tick Tock

I heard the tick of the clock Such a linear expression of life We count minutes Not moments We schedule ourselves by the second Never stopping to smell the roses As spring approaches There are many flowers to stop and... Continue Reading →

Creating with the Raindrops

As the rain fell outside It washed away any pain and sorrow A clean refresh and new start for all Tapping rhythmically on the glass The raindrops lulled me into a state of hypnosis Quieting my mind, if only for... Continue Reading →

Forest of Change

Walking through the forest everything seemed calm and peaceful Quite the opposite of what had now become of the world As we emerged from our chrysalis' The world seemed to hit the ground running The last few months of quite... Continue Reading →

I miss you

I miss you My heart hurts Why couldn't you stay I didn't want you to go away I know it was tough for you, it was tough for me too I just wish we could have stayed together We could... Continue Reading →

Cardboard Forest

The boxes sat askew, littering the livingroom And anywhere else they were able to fit The boxes have started to come apart at the seams Some have collapsed and spilled their contents Exposing things she wasn't ready to see yet... Continue Reading →

Everything in its Place

The lights twinkle on the branches The buds start on the trees The bunny hops away when we come near The squirrel bravely comes to the glass The windows open allow us to see the activity The other one allows... Continue Reading →

Flatten the Curve

I would like off this roller coaster I never was a fanThe creaky rattle carsAre simply breaking my mindI really would preferA ride down the lazy riverCalm and peaceful, and a bit more predictable I'm not an adrenaline junkieI'd rather... Continue Reading →

Broken Pieces

My tongue bleeds from biting down all the words left unsaid Fighting down the feelings so others don't get scared The scars left behind from so many others lashing their hurtful words And silence is my only response Holding my... Continue Reading →

Bottle in the Ocean

When I open the safe I put in my feelings. Is that possible? Can I put something intangible into something tangible? I suppose I do it with my ideas into writing all the time. but feelings in a safe? Has... Continue Reading →

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