6.1.11

little things


I can feel my heart changing, and the way my mind works
My spirit and my soul can sing, and both of them know
That I'm where I needed to be.
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  1. UnknownJanuary 6, 2011 at 5:46 PM

    I like that. here is my latest poem that sort of matches and I was actually thinking of your apartment when I wrote it, even though I've not been there

    Normal

    A survey
    Out the kitchen window
    A passage
    Through a door
    A glimpse
    Of something from the past
    A longing
    For happier times?
    Not sure
    Looking for normal
    But normal
    Is what's ahead
    No return
    To what lies
    Not in ruins
    But it lies
    About comfort
    About ease
    About right
    Time
    To get to work.

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  2. janna marionJanuary 6, 2011 at 7:34 PM

    wow, wes! thank you for sharing that. i really like that poem. you're good.

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