Lone Rider

You are the best of them, Lone Rider,
You fulfill your own life, dreams, time,
You are independent, Lone Rider,
With your walls of snow, pen and paper,
You can entertain enough,
With time to think,
You develop, Lone Rider,
Without distraction of the hustle and laze,
You produce, you improve, you prosper, Lone Rider,
I see you in the distance, but I am blinded by the silver,
Self-imposed solitude is my prescription, Lone Rider,
One-way tickets and unknown soil,
No more reinforced images of self,
Crashing against my new pilar from all sides,
Please allow me to spill into my own beautiful puddle, Lone Rider,
Uninfluenced,
Unmanicured,
Unknown,
No one understands, Lone Rider,
I barely do,
But I gravitate still,
Towards self discovery and reflection,
I envy you, Lone Rider,
You lonely, powerful woman,
I am inspired by you, Lone Rider,
I don’t want to be a cut cookie any more,
I yearn for the sky to be my perimeter,
And even still,
I will reluctantly draw outside the lines,
I love you, Lone Rider,
With all my heart and dreams,
And especially for your mirror into years,
I will be with you, Lone Rider,
After the snow melts and the flowers bloom,
I will escape to you, Lone Rider,
With a clear mind and body,
With old shoes but a new pair of lenses,
I will become you, Lone Rider,
And I am ever so excited to live and let be. 


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Generosity

An intriguing encounter invites aid,
With a simple question, a friendship is born,

Open, willing, sharing,

Human interaction, honesty, generosity,
It shocked me,

It confused me,

You refused any exchange,

I sat dumbfounded and speechless,

An uncommon state,

In this city of me’s,

You offered a hand with no intentions,

No expectations,

No mischievous manipulations,

Overwhelming liberality with one’s time,

I am encouraged to give back,

But maybe the message is to give forward,

I thank you,

For your kindness has ignited my hope in people,

Opportunity, life, and friendship,

I am reconnected to the world,

Excited about our new friendship,

And truly thankful for your generosity.


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Revel

Where am I?

Who’s hands are these?

Why do I feel so alone?

Technology has diminished my worth,

In this sea of beans, how am I supposed to shine?

Show my color in this black hole?

I need to escape,

I need to thrive,

I need to live,

How do I do that?

Where do I go?

What do I do?

I feel my youth being stamped out of my pores,

My skull is closing in,

Darkness seeps into my dreams,

I feel the suspense of a spring,

But what damn direction do I point my slingshot?

Too many choices,

Too many options,

Saturated markets,

Pulled in so many directions, hence motionless,

Paralysis sinks in,

Anything is possible,

Lack of personal touch,

I am angry,

Without a reason to be,

Sometimes darkness slides into the stage,

I hope it takes its bow soon,

But for now I will revel.


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