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Rich Souls
If we all become dust Why worry about earthly treasures? It’s the love we take with us, Not these temporary pleasures. And maybe there...

NJ
Sep 13, 20221 min read
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Hailstones
May we never take for granted The smell of an afternoon rain Heart beating moments, Like thunder against the windowpane. They shout...

NJ
Sep 13, 20221 min read
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If Love is an Ocean
True love is an ocean. Infinite and deep. A place where we can wander. A place where we can dream. Reckless without fear. Yet calm...

NJ
Jun 18, 20211 min read
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Brighter Days
There will be brighter days. There will be sunny days. There will be dark days. There will be sad days. There will be happy days, And...

NJ
May 5, 20211 min read
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Diamonds and Dust
I was a diamond that glistened in your gaze, through broken shells and sand. You picked me up, and there I was, desirable in your hand....

NJ
Apr 28, 20211 min read
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Fire and Light
Poetry inspired by a gulf coast sunset. I wonder if she's fire and light? Her own source of radiance...? Unlike the wildfires that blaze...

NJ
Dec 15, 20201 min read
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Take a Deep Breath
A birthday is another year to celebrate, but it should also remind us of the beginning... the day that marked our very first breath of...

NJ
Dec 6, 20201 min read
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If Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder...
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then maybe it’s sometimes a limitation of a true beauty’s reflection. A beholder gets to choose...

NJ
Jul 13, 20202 min read
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Ocean Resin Collection
Quarantine 2020 has revived hobbies that so many people have stored away overtime. Although it has been a time of uncertainty, I have...

NJ
Jul 13, 20201 min read
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Alone at the Pier
Poetry written from the view: Sometimes I stand alone at the pier. It’s a choice to bring myself here. A place to separate my soul from...

NJ
Jul 12, 20201 min read
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Sparks of the Night
Poetry sparked from a view of dancing flames: I sit beneath a dark night sky. As a gentle wind fills the night. And glides across my...

NJ
Jul 11, 20201 min read
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