Strawberrie Lane 53078

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Strawberrie Lane 53078

YESTERDAY WAS THE DAY THAT I SAID GOOD BYE FOR GOOD TO THE NEGATIVE INFLUENCES THAT HAD BEEN HINDERING ME AND TODAY IS THE DAY THAT I WOKE UP WITH THE STARS BECAUSE AT THE END OF THE DAY THATS WHO AND WHAT I AM

YOU SAY IM A RHINESTONE I SAY IM A DIAMOND YOU SAY IM JUST A BEAD ON A STRING I SAY IM A PEARL BUT YOU CAN SAY WHAT YOU WANT BECAUSE WHEN THIS PROCESS IS OVER ITS NOT YOU THAT WILL HAVE THE LAST SAY

YOU WANNA BE RECKLESS AND BRING RECKLESS DRAMA WITHIN MY LIFE BUT IM SHATTERING YOUR SCENES OF RECKLESS BEHAVIOR LIKE GLASS ON THE CONCRETE OF THE STREETS OF YOUR BEING IGNORANT OF WHAT IS THE BEST WITHIN ME

I SPEAK KNOWLEDGE NOT TO JUST HEAR MYSELF SPEAK BUT I SPEAK KNOWLEDGE BECAUSE I BELIEVE THAT IT IS POWER TO OVERCOME ALL OBSTACLES OF FOOLISH BELIEFS THAT WAS HANDED DOWN FROM AN OPINION OF ONE WHO HAS NOT THE KNOWLEDGE TO KNOW WHO HE OR SHE COULD AND WOULD BE

YOU WANNA BRING UP MY PAST AND BAD MOUTH ME WITH IT BUT IT WAS MY PAST THAT BROUGHT ME TO THE PRESENT YOU WANNA TAKE MY FUTURE AND MAKE FUN OF IT BUT ITS MY FUTURE THAT REMINDS ME OF WHY IM HERE TODAY YOU TRY AND TAKE MY PRESENT NOT REALIZING THAT ITS MY GIFT FROM GOD

A POET IN MOTION: TAKING EACH STANZA OF MY LIFE AND SLOWLY WRITING OUT EACH ACT OF A THEATRICAL SCENE AND DISPLAYING IT ON THE HEARTS AND MINDS OF THOSE THAT I PASS WHILE ON THIS PILGRIM JOURNEY TO MY PROMISE LAND THAT’S NOT JUST IN THE SKY BUT HERE ON THIS LAND THAT I STAND ON

POETRY IN FLOETRY OF REAL LIFE FANTASIES AND DREAMS OF FAIRY TALE EPISODES OF A WOMAN THAT’S WALKED THE 32 YEAR OLD ROAD OF A THING CALLED LIFE: IT WASN’T A HARD KNOCKED LIFE BUT IT HAD ROAD BUMPS AND TUMBLE WEED THAT LEFT THIS HERE WOMAN DESERTED AND BRUISED AT TIMES

YOU SAY THAT IM LIKE THE PEBBLES ON THE GROUND BUT I SAY IM A PRECIOUS GEM JUST WAITING TO BE FOUND YOU SAY THAT IM LUKEWARM BUT I SAY IM HOT AND COLD SOOTHING TO THE MIND AND REFRESHING TO THE SOUL YOU CAN SAY WHAT YOU WANT BECAUSE WHEN IM DONE BEING TRIED IN THE FIRE ILL COME FORTH AS PURE GOLD

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

StrawberrieLane’s Poems (22)

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Who Better Than Me 0
One Night Stand 0
A Complicated Lie 0
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IT IS WHAT IT IS 0
IMAGINATION 0
NOW IS THE TIME 0
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Rejuvenation 1
Things Fall Apart But Come Together 1
The Great Escape 1
The Honeysuckle Tree 1
The Other Woman 2
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Your Face In My Hands 0
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Day Dreaming 2
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