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Abstract Thoughts: Page 4
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You know the expression "It might not rain much, but when it does rain, it pours"? Well, thats how it is with my poetry. I wont write anything for days or even weeks, and then suddenly, in the middle of the night, WHAM! Im hit with everything all at once. At those moments, there isnt much to do but grab some paper and pen and try to scribble down a couple of the word pictures flying around inside my head. I call those times Creative Days because my so-called creative juices arent just flowing, theyre overflowing!
 Unspoken Conflict
Poetry
Determination
Victory
Metamorphosis
Hope From Ashes
Stolen Moments
Free Me
Subway Rider
Inferno
New Beginnings
After Lights Out
The Poet Inside of Me
Cancer Patient
Ode to an English Major
Thunderstorm
In Sympathy
Broken
Blessed Land of Liberty
O Moon
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