The Day After

Some people capture life in poetry and honestly.

A Soul's Walk

But upon reflection
(and a little music)
I felt as if in the early stages
of detox
And the shaking and vomiting
(of course the other noises)
were all just a precursor
to some great journey
that I did not know I had even been on
this whole time.

And so it goes the day after…

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MW Moore

I am surrounded by books with great, even heroic quotes, grand philosophies and theologies, mysteries and wonderments. I've never met an author of any. Oh what a finer person I would be if I had raised my voice above the pounding of the sea with Cicero, walked with Saul on that road to Damascus and on and on and on. Well, I didn't. But I've met some pretty swell people that had something to say...and they're all related to me; they're My Family Jewels.

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