When someone or something gets under your skin it can sometimes be hard to rid yourself of them... when someone or something changes something fundamental about you it can sometimes be hard to wipe them clean from your mind... when you lose someone or something that gave you the gift of something amazing when you first met them it can be hard to try and erase them from your life... when someone or something influences you like a drug it can be hard to detoxify... when someone or something fills your heart with love it can be hard to deny what to you feels so true it could not be a lie... when someone or something leaves their mark upon you it can be even more indelible than a tattoo and too deep to ever be seen... when someone or something makes you feel better about yourself than you have felt in your entire life then you know that though they may no longer be around physically who and what they meant to you will always remain with you under your skin.
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A Poem A Day #316: Nine Lives
A Poem A Day #315: Turned Around
A Poem A Day #314: 3-14-15
My Poem “New Car Smell”
There is always something exciting about the prospect of ordering, waiting, and then eventually getting something you want and have been looking forward to having in your possession... there is always a rush of blood to the head filled with the intoxicating cocktail of both dopamine and adrenaline that brings a smile to your face whenever you have something in your grasp that you wholeheartedly believe makes all the hard work to do to get what you want more than worth it... there is always a feeling of satisfaction that bubbles up inside of you when you are given the keys to something and you know exactly what they symbolise and what it is that they mean... there is always a moment of happiness when you take the steps down a path that you know with utter certainty what lies at the end and where it leads... there is always a way to do something that is different from how others have done it before that may seem unconventional to some but which rings true to you as distinctively as that of the sound of a bell... there is always something in the air that you can sense rising all around you whenever you find yourself in the driving seat of a vehicle of opportunity that immediately makes you feel at home, comfortable, hopeful, and as invigorated as whenever someone first inhales the distinctive and intoxicating aroma of a "New Car Smell".
A Poem A Day #313: Tenacious Me
A Poem A Day #312: Epilogue
My Poem “Open to interpretation”
When a writer writes something, that is just the beginning... after a writer shares what they have written and takes it beyond the limits of their own eyes only, that is when things truly get exciting... when a writer first gets an idea they never truly know what it will ultimately come to be... when a writer uses their gift and naturally infuses a part of themselves into whatever they have written or are writing they always leave something that they may not have planned for their readers to read. When a writer let's there words go they can have no idea by whom, when, nor where their art will be enjoyed - and there is no knowing why, nor how, their words will touch a reader and inspire their dreams as they lie asleep in bed... when a writer first puts pen to paper, or finger to key, they must resist any and every thought that might occur to them in which they might attempt to cross out, erase, or delete something of them that they felt had to be said. When a writer creates something of their own heart, mind, soul, and imagination there is always an exchange of energy that takes place that can cross time and distance instantly... even if the first intention of a writer after a while becomes like that of a whisper, the first spark of inspiration that brought an idea to life will always be there to be felt, read, heard, seen, and like the world of a dream open to interpretation.
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