Author: Justin Lauderdale
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Streams
There are calm streamsThat run in your mindIf you search in your headThey’re quite easy to find The gentle streamsof affirmations are thereThey nestle their waterand fill your lungs with air The streams can soon overrunAs the current of lifebegins to bring its harsh watersOf the calm streaming thoughts Soon the stream becomes a torrentof…
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Snow
The fresh snow fallsOn a cool winter’s nightWhat a peaceful calmWhat a relaxing sight From a slow fallTo a steady streamThe snow collectsAnd blankets the scene More and moreThe snow compoundsNow the roads are goneand movement has sound Up and upThe blanket climbsTill the rooftops are goneAnd the snow is sky high Here in my…
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Photo
I have a photoThat sits still in my brainA photo of myselfFull, true, and plain It used to lie gleamingFresh and newUntainted by ageGlowing with hue Over time The photo agesThe corners tearAnd the colors are faded As I get olderI lose sight of the imageI forget why I took itIn its place, others emerge Outsider’s…
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A World Without Light
Imagine a world without lightEndless darknessDim, dreary, denseA place where evil breathes Now imagine a world without dark Infinite whiteBright, blinding, bareA place where nothing is questioned Can you see?A world cloaked in shadowA world drowned in lightBoth lost in their extremes Light can’t be cherished without darkDark can’t be known without lightFor the world…
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The Great Unknown of Writing a Novel
While working on poetry and the occasional blog post, I have been working on two different novels in my spare time… no, not writing two books simultaneously. Rather, I wrote one book, then started another while I began the editing and revising process on the first. Writing books is a different beast compared to what…
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Come to Me
Come to me In my paradoxical land Of chilling comfort And deceptive hands Find me in the bright shadows Where ideas live and die Where ego asks If I’m truly alive Seek me in the pits of freedom Where past and future collide Where my decisions are weighed Against the future I make So see…
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Mirror
When you look into the mirror Do you ever question what stares back? Sure, the reflection is you But what does it lack? Do you notice it’s hair Grey, scattered, or gone? Or it’s face Tired, broken, or sallow-drawn When you look into the mirror Do you notice anything deeper? Far beyond the surface…
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February 18th update
Hello everyone! There will be no poem post tomorrow. Just taking a quick day off of posting. I’ll continue my regular Monday and Thursday posting next week! See you then! -Justin
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When We Die
Do you ever wonder What happens when we die? So many people think on this Instead of asking why Some think of a beautiful place Called the afterlife Where they soar in the sky Until the end of time Others think of a second life Back here in the world Chances to do…
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Dreams
I dream of dreams Where my imagination runs Enjoying the sunshine and having fun I envision a place Where truth can be My mind can be free And my points can be made I picture a land Where light and dark meet Where in the grey center Life is open and bare …
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