Walk a little faster
Scream a little louder
Don’t be afraid to be a fool
Fools are much wiser and braver than most
Because they dare to try
They have the courage to be “weird”
To stand out in the crowd
To share their inner goof with the world around them
but above all…
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I have never been with anyone I could not forget.
It’s not butterflies, but it’s honest.
So you can imagine my surprise when one certain person refused to leave my mind.
Outside of expectation, without explanation… I just love you…just for being you.
So raw so beautiful, completely purely you.
I didn’t know what hit me
All of the sudden there was you
Holding all of my heart
Seeing me for all that I am
And loving me just the same
They said you would come
But I never believed I would find you
Yet here you are
In the most horrific of timing
our lives racing against one another
each grasping for a much different goal.
I wish you could only understand just how much I love you
For all that you are
And loving you just the same
Fate brought us together
Let us not allow fear to hold us back
I know in my heart you are my love
Nothing could be any clearer
Let me love me love you
Let me hold you
Let me in
Poetry, drink and your memory
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Just words. Some short poetry.
The ray of the sun
Drunk man wishing. Alone on destine hill. He dreamed she was near. He dreamed he was in her embrace and her tender fingers were caressing his face. She took his hand and kissed each finger and she whispered.
“Dear Johnnie. Whiskey is always fair. Blocked away the memories. Love just stirred up wants we do not understand. Love is cruel and cold. The flesh never is content. Feel the ray of the sun. This is true. The sun will rise, whiskey can be bought and love will break your heart.”
Old Poet awoke to warm sun on his face and empty whiskey bottle. He looked to the sky and he thanked the liquor and booze gods for the whiskey angels.
Old rustic songs sang by Leonard Cohen…
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“Allow your life to unfold naturally” – Dr. Wayne Dyer
Most people do not realize that as they continue to find things to complain about, they disallow their own physical well-being. Many do not realize that before they were complaining about an aching body or a chronic disease, they were complaining about many other things first. It does not matter if the object of your complaint is about someone you are angry with, behavior in others that you believe is wrong, or something wrong with your own physical body. Complaining is complaining, and it disallows improvement. – Abraham Hicks
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