Tag Archives: YEG Poetry

Poetry: Missing Piece

Missing Piece The missing piece. What I had sought after day after day. Sleepless night after night. It was hidden in my own mind. Like a coded secret. You ruined your own life. I had watched it all unravel. An … Continue reading

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Poetry: Absence

Absence I stood under the warm water until my blue fingers turned pink. Blood ran hot under my skin again. I still felt the cold in my bones. I tried to shake it off. It’s not real. Just the absence … Continue reading

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Poetry: City For The Dead

City For The Dead I saw you and yet I kept quiet I left the lines I had rehearsed unspoken My heart still broken I had my glimpse of the way Our life could have been I saw the light … Continue reading

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Poem: A New Day

A New Day Quietly. Without ever realizing it at first. One day you will discover. Your life has meaning again. It is rich. Not like before. Things will be different. A new version of okay. Never completely full. Nothing fills … Continue reading

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Poetry: A New Day

A New Day Quietly. Without ever realizing it at first. One day you will discover. Your life has meaning again. It is rich. Not like before. Things will be different. A new version of okay. Never completely full. Nothing fills … Continue reading

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Poetry: Death of The Season

Death of The Season The dead leaves crunch beneath my feet. With each step I take. Only a few stragglers remain on the branches. Some drop to the ground. When the wind picks up. A yellow leaf twirls and dances. … Continue reading

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Poetry: Music

Music The enlightened live for music. These people seek it out anywhere they can. The people who can’t imagine a life without it. Music. The great uniter. An incredible force. Something that people who differ on everything can relate too. … Continue reading

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