Ajar

By lemonadefordays

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A daily journal full of poems of love, of joy and grief Pen enslaves the hand and paints the vast land of the... More

Waiting
Eighty Years old
I made a Map over the Summer
The new Moon's Arise
I had a Fear of a Fire
I thought
I've a Library full of Memories
Hundred Degrees
First Sonnet
A crescent Moon
Did you notice
When the Sky cries
I drew.
Second Sonnet
I concede
First Haiku
The Hutch
It's weird
Sonnet and Haiku
Unknown
Hidden
Break
Anxiety's a Ball of liquid Iron
The Meadow
Slow
I need Music
Walk through the Streets of Germany
Insanity
Anger
Sugar
Play it cool
Homo Insanus
Little Song of Wonder
Little Alliteration of Light
Open Doors
We have a lasagna
Rainbow Broom
Later
Two Years of Life
As my sister reads Poetry
Happiness is a guilty pleasure
Talking to the air
Thankful
Parent
Happiness Manufactured
Nothing hurt my eyes any more
49 years
Empathetic Crush
The little boy
Glass
Broken Glass
Eagle Rising
Sitting
Force of Air
Conscientious
Momentous
Children
19 truths
Present
How far away you are!
Ache
"Hey"
Sister
Father
Tomorrow
Midterms
Long Live
Wisps of Wind
Liberty from Love
The one with all the knowledge
Paper Chains
And all is good in life
Commotion
Element of Fear
Rage
Praise
Anonymity
Feeling Love
Too immersed in pain
New seed
Rude
Porn doesn't judge
Married
The dark
Seating Arrangements
Had I not wrote it down
Memory
Word
Photo
Boat ride
Bus ride
Windmill
3 years
Poet's Block
The guide
Life behind the wheel
Periods
Used to
Prettiness
Love Cycle
When Poetry Fails
Pining again
Public Demand
Foolish Kid
War Poem
The cat lays on top
Object Permanence
Sonnet to self
High hopes
See you dance
Cards
Across the room
Sonnet of Her
Waltz
Spoke I
Unsent
If last word spoke to me
In the stranger's eyes
Sonnet of Her
No.
The meadow beyond a white picket fence
Was it Love?
Small talk about our stories in the science hallway
She haunts my thoughts
Computers
The cost of a poem
Anonymity
Det.
Furball
The girl in the front seat.
Imagery
Festivities
Mystery
Foggy drive on a Tuesday afternoon
Quiet boys
Powered turbine
Eternal Girls
Fear of Death
Birthday
Boat Sonnet
Eyes are
The day is beautiful
Sing
Marie
Spring Song
Therapist?
Still Waiting

How many?

3 1 0
By lemonadefordays

November 2, 2018


How many years will I never get back

How many laughs can I no longer grab

How many friends have I forever lost

How many chances out the window I've tossed

How many opportunities are passing me

How many fires I'm too blind to see

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