Synchronize Yourself

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Synchronize your mind

You can do it

Get it in order

Like flying birds and planes

Or bugs on the waves

Make everything happen

At exactly the same time

In exactly the same way

Determination

Strength

Tenacity

You can do it

Write that book

Sing that song

Build that house

Take that trip

Quit that job

Follow your heart

Follow that dream

The world is yours. 

The Daily Post: Synchronize

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Grainy

 

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Grainy is the mind

That lets go of the soul

And grainy is the heart

That lets the hell unfold

We’re all saints and sinners

The mirror cracked and jagged

The truth we try to cover

So painful, cold and ragged

There is no winner ever

This is loud and clear

We’re all saints and sinners

Wrapped in hate and fear

Pick up your dignity

From off that dusty ledge

We’re all saints and sinners

Grasping at the edge.

©2017 DAMSteelman

via Daily Prompt: Grainy

Glaring Defects

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Glaring defects of character

Emblazoned in my soul

How can I forge ahead

All these lies that I have told

The deeds; unkind and dirty

They swirl around my mind

Can I ever be human again

Where’s the peace I need to find

A death warrant appendage

The darkness it’s so foreboding

My skin crawls with sickened rage

Character defects still glowing

One day at a time

That’s what they always say

One second at a time

That’s how I live today.

 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/glaring/

Symphony Inside

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What do I hear, but the sound of love

Love that binds; love that blooms

Love that sounds like heaven

A symphony in my mind

That touches my soul

And consumes my heart

Flowers bloom as I walk by

Birds chant and smile at me

They sense it, too

Love, sweet love

A symphony in my spirit

That swallows my sadness

And bursts with joy

I know you feel it too

The wind on your skin

The scent in your nostrils

The taste on your lips

The bubbling in your soul

A symphony of love

All you have to do is exhale

And let go…

via Daily Prompt: Symphony

Disastrous Damsel

 

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While the lowest point of my life was sitting in a recliner in someone’s basement doped up on pills, there were many previous disasters that dragged me to that point.

I had lost my job, then my house and then the final blow… I lost my children. Surely I could have taken immediate action and changed my ways ASAP.

But first I had to get high and oh yeah, get drunk too and let’s not forget going out to bars and to make bad decisions about people that put myself in serious danger.

What the hell was I thinking? That was just it… I was NOT thinking. I was too busy playing the victim and blaming my life on everyone and everything else.

When I first lost my job I could have probably done the following: FOUND A NEW EFFING JOB!

I could have done a lot of things… but that didn’t fit my ‘victim mentality’ and while I was playing the ‘damsel in distress’ I was really a disastrous damsel spitting hellfire and burning every bridge I crossed. That life seems a world away now. Thank goodness for second chances.

Disastrous Damsel

Disastrous damsel; wicked and free

Who is this angel you pretend to be

Blackness is your state of mind

Your screaming soul, so unkind

Is this really who you are

Or did your game go too far

Take your breath and suck it out

Breath back in without a doubt

Life really can be joyous and true

Have faith in love and have faith in you.

People really do change… they just need a really good reason to change. 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/disastrous/

Quill

 

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Staring blank I were

Awed by a lush, vivid quill

Crimson; serious

 

Dreamy ideas

My eyes gazed at the paper

Weathered; Broken in

 

Goosebumps on my skin

Oh the worlds I could create

Paper; quill and soul

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/quill/

Dash Between The Dates

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There is significance

Between gravestone dates – life; death

Much more than a dash

Inside the bookends

Birth and death

That little dash

For some

Was not so simple

And hardly lived in a straight line

For others

It was too short

And not lived at all.

©2017 DAMSteelman

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/dash/