how deep the souls of poets bleed on sheets of white in tangled dreams nor know the endless hour be between dark of night and morning from birth of life 'til cold closed eyes a poet's poem we read

Reflection:

Poets’ and Writers’ words expose their minds, like drops of red on sheets of white.

Writing Prompt:

Make a list of six words that expose your strengths and weaknesses. Now write each word separately in a sentance to describe yourself.

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I am not afraid.

“Most of the old moles I know wish they had listened less to their fears and more to their dreams.”

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People, you know, survive. You gotta survive. But then you have to know when to step away from that survival. Because see, life is not—it's never going to be the same. It's always changing. And it's not always comfortable. And you have to take a chance and a risk and the chance and risk you have to take is on you, right? It's investing in you... The universe is ready to catch you. But you have to take the step

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the morning glow of amber red in your eyes from smoke-filled skies and last goodbyes

Reflecton:

I wrote this end of summer ‘23, while the burning West burned. Every year when show season ends, the skies are fire red. That morning included my heart.

Writing Prompt:

Write a four line story of a last goodbye. Include your heart.

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