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I. Am back wahoooooh thank you h p x
 Oct 2019 Chelsea Rae
Serendipity
You are not
what has happened to you.
You are how you react
to it.

Some plants will drown
in rain
that nourishes others.
 Oct 2019 Chelsea Rae
zak
Her
 Oct 2019 Chelsea Rae
zak
Her
words moved me, and
God
i wanted my fingers to blister and my
bones to ache
but my mind withers and my heart breaks
i swallowed ink and still i couldn’t
make the words flow like they used to as if
almost as if
they refuse to
Because I’m a poet
I permit my mind
To mount clear
In the expression of
love , Sorrow
or
whatever it pleases
To unearth

Because I’m a poet
I tolerate my soul
To adrift  in the abyss of time
like the blowing winds
In its mercy clinging for life
like a chain

Because I’m a poet
I license my body
To have no barriers journey
No rules to follow
spreads my wings
Glide high with my imagination
For poetry is a beast of many faces

Because           You’re          a        Poet
There      is       no      need   for you
to   be   judgmental,  intimidating
or  provocative    towards   others
 for          poetry            is
all      about     living        free
    And             You          Too
Can   shine   on   your
Own
And
B
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    k
      e
         A
                   Rose
Some will get your scribbles some will not ... maybe those who don’t get it aren’t supposed to... stop the hatred and let’s just have fun for we’re all passionate about poetry ;)
 Oct 2019 Chelsea Rae
Triste
She met an artist
His fingers were made of gold
They moved like brush strokes
She was an empty canvas
His portrait of rainbow tears
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