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 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
lulu
You crashed us into a tree and
somehow managed to get yourself
out unscathed and you left me in
the rubble without so much as a
glance back over your shoulder.
I should have died right there- but
he dragged me out of the wreck and
brought me back to life- promising
not to let me slip again; promising
not to let go of me.
I should have picked up on the
little hints that he dropped that when
he left, he wasn’t going to be
coming back.
affections follow perfection
it's up to me

smooth out the kinks
fix the chips
show your teeth
don't twirl your locks
take off all those bracelets
you look silly
sit still
play this
read this
pray on Sunday
be happy
don't embarrass me
you used to be...
take AP
go out
mistakes aren't allowed
45.5861° N, 95.9139° W equals success
broken things make me yell
don't cry
work comes first
don't come home
you make things worse

Baffled by the beauty of grace,
I'm learning...
Love is not performance-based.
spurred by a discussion about stream of consciousness
I was told that today would be my last day, which was weird being that I had no job
No, you see today was my last day standing in the in-between,
It’s funny you know, my life could go in two directions and the outcome of it all comes down to this split decision, the one I make right now
But it’s not that funny, I’m not ready to make this decision, I’m not set on where to go,
So the in-between is exactly where I want to be
Everyone keeps telling me what I should do but in reality none of that makes sense to me,
In all honesty, I’m caving, the pressure is a bit too much
I used to find peace in the in-between but now the once solid foundation is beginning to crumble,
It’s sad, to see a place you once loved begin to fall apart and everyone around you cannot see that you’re standing on thin ice
It started off fine, I was able to juggle it all
But then things were thrown off balance, I froze and I could no longer juggle any of this, my act began to suffer,
There once was a saying that the straw broke the camel’s back,
Well, look at me now, the last straw has been added and it looks like I became the camel
I hope this was all worth it, your words have seeped in and the in-between is no longer my home,
This is no longer a place I wish to return,
This place has been burned to the ground so I hope it was worth it
I hope this makes you happy,
Don’t ever let them tell you that the in-between is a waste of time,
It’s already too late for me but there’s still a chance for you
Don’t let them crush your spirit,
Hey, mom and dad, I hope I've made you proud.
The great sun sinks behind the town
Through a red mist of Volnay wine....
But what’s the use of setting down
That glorious blaze behind the town?
You’ll only skip the page, you’ll look
For newer pictures in this book;
You’ve read of sunsets rich as mine.

A fresh wind fills the evening air
With horrid crying of night birds....
But what reads new or curious there
When cold winds fly across the air?
You’ll only frown; you’ll turn the page,
But find no glimpse of your “New Age
Of Poetry” in my worn-out words.

Must winds that cut like blades of steel
And sunsets swimming in Volnay,
The holiest, cruellest pains I feel,
Die stillborn, because old men squeal
For something new: “Write something new:
We’ve read this poem—that one too,
And twelve more like ’em yesterday”?

No, no! my chicken, I shall scrawl
Just what I fancy as I strike it,
Fairies and Fusiliers, and all
Old broken knock-kneed thought will crawl
Across my verse in the classic way.
And, sir, be careful what you say;
There are old-fashioned folk still like it.
 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
ARI
Beauty
 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
ARI
Small
Sweet girl
All alone
Holding herself
Pinching the extra fat upon her thighs
Five miles. No meals. hope one day she'll learn
Beauty cant be
weighed by a
Lifeless
Scale

-ARI
Wisdom of Haiku:
Say only what must be said,
leave the rest silent.
________

'Merican Haiku:
If it don't fit just break off
A piece and force it.
everyone needs love.  love it is a must
love can make you happy and can give you trust
love it can be shared and is there to give
love it goes around and helps the world to live

everybody needs it. no matter who they are
love  can be your leader and your guiding star
its there in your body natures gift to you
it is there to share for your whole life through
Deep in the ground
Where nobody dares to dwell
Lies a thousand broken souls
Perhaps a million broken souls
All trying to find there way back up
But at the same time
Are happy with where they are
What they have become

Lost
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