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Those Tears That No One Ever Sees

Where once was a heart lies an empty space an abode for sorrow the absence of grace your smile tells little lies I’m okay, truly I’m fine it’s only a touch of darkness within and soon again the sun will shine then you flash your brightest smile yet I can feel you’re ill at ease and oh how I wish I could take them all away you know too well the ones I mean those tears that no one ever sees

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Endings

Yes my friend I’m afraid it’s all true endings by their nature are never fun too oft it seems love and even dreams end when they’ve barely just begun   and yet they leave indelible memories so I guess then at the end of the day for love of the time spent in between we forge ahead with beginnings anyway  

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As a Child

As a child I read I learned, I grew discovered things I never knew talked to animals traveled afar visited with friends on a distant star erupting volcanoes and hurricanes rode locomotives and big jet planes relived the horrors of the civil war as my hero recited seven and 4 score I learned to laugh and learned to cry questioned everything ever asking why discovered each day was fast and fleeting yet the world was mine as a child reading

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4 AM

4 am it’s cold, the bars are closed even the whores have all gone home it’s just me on these mean streets walking this town I used to own out of the shadows a shrill voice hollers Yo Man. Rocks, Twenty Dollars shrugged a little, nodded no though I thought about it for a bit kept on moving, with hands shaking slowly lit my last cigarette there’s a bridge ahead I heard some jumped damn I guess their souls were weak did they find what they were looking for what is it anyway I still seek 4 am the city’s lifeless shivering, walking, it’s cold as hell yet it’s even colder in my heart and there’s not a single soul around that I can hold or I can tell        

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My Troubled Friend

Try to take it slow and easy where’s the fire, what’s the hurry I know the world looks grey today this too shall pass, don’t you worry It’s ok if you’re feeling down confused and lost without a clue Everything is just as it should be it’s time for a healing change in you Don’t allow life to overwhelm you sorrow is only a part of the deal Laughter and tears come and go be brave enough to love and feel Your heart is strong, you’ll be fine the sun will shine, the storm will end Never alone, we’re here with you you are loved my troubled friend

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The Eyes of Death

I gazed upon the eyes of death and thought I saw a hint of regret he said friend how have you been oh I forgot, they make you forget  Suddenly frightened I drew back don’t be afraid he said with a sigh but I’ve never known death before and I have seen far too many die   That’s the problem they blame me bodies grow old loved ones mourn they believe I’ve taken them away yet what dies if it was never born He wept stating ever I walk alone reviled in this cruel world of men I hope one day the truth is known and we can all be unafraid again

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We Love And Miss You

I still really miss Lauren (lzlabs and lzlabseesu, and when she left us I know one of the best parts of Tumblr left with her.  I shared the writing of a few friends and favorites this morning, and I have a few more queued up for tomorrow, but I realize I could never make any kind of list sharing my favorite people and writers here without including Lauren. I don't wish to make this another one of my long prose posts, but I did want to share some love with all of my friends. I love you all and yes Lauren, WE LOVE YOU! 🌹

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God, Dear God

God, Dear God, can You help me the river is deep, dark is my plight bridges and barricades are all I see I fear I’ll never escape this dark night Child those obstacles you perceive  were never bridges to be burned rather they were pathways to peace to cross over as a lesson was learned I’m sorry God but life’s been so difficult  stumbling lost in this land of the blind it seems that love has an aversion to me  I’m hurting if you don’t too much mind   Child you’re seated at the king’s feast bemoaning lack and wailing for more never wanting in the least you yet act like a penniless child in a candy store  I try God, I try, I always try to be giving yet everyone I love life takes them away there’s wars and hatred and it truly hurts sometimes I wonder why care or why pray Okay my dear child I do have some time let’s first replace your tears with a smile   come here now to me and I will carry you we’ve far to go and this may take a while

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Because Joy Said So

Good morning my friends. I received the following order (see bold below) from my dear friend Joy earlier today, and since she is Tumblr Famous I figured I truly should do this. I would like to ask you to issue a prompt for poets on spiritual healing, peace, the earth, seeking knowledge... anything that can comfort and heal. A lot of people are going to need it. Love, light, healing. It's been a long time but I actually used to reblog my friends here, and I had been thinking about possibly trying it again. So for now we need your help. If you write anything even remotely relating to any or all of the topics she requested above and use the tag love4joy I will glady share your post here on my blog. The only rule for now is no h8. I look forward to seeing your posts, and I will be searching the tag I listed above. Beginning with love, let's blow this place up with positive vibes. Please use love4joy in the first five tags and if you think I missed you, please let me know. Love to all, Mike 🥰

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A Better Man

God grant me the strength to live fearlessly today  be generous and loving to all and in all things do the best I can yet I pray that I ask not selfishly for I hope in some small way this world may be a kinder place if I might but be a better man 

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“May your dreams be large dear one you were made for greatness never meant to be small and if your dreams therefore aren’t worthy of you why bother dreaming them at all”

— May Your Dreams (via mikefrawley)

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I Cannot (And Yet)

I cannot grant you tranquility and yet I've some I'd love to share while asking you to look within assured that you will find it there I cannot give the moon to you and yet I shall gladly point the way I know not what the future holds still I will walk with you this day I cannot say where love resides and yet I'm certain it can be found if only you will spread your wings as your kind heart is now unbound

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Good Enough

I’ve often wondered why it is that so many of us find it difficult if not downright impossible to love and accept ourselves as we are.  We’re always comparing ourselves unfavorably to others.  It seems as if everyone except us is happy and successfully coping with life.  I remember being severely depressed when I was much younger, and all of the people around me were dating, seemed to be enjoying their lives, and appeared to be normal.  Why me, what had I done, why did I have to be defective?  It all felt so painfully unfair.  I had some serious issues with this God who was supposedly perfect and all loving.  Right.  If he loved me, how could he allow me to be so royally screwed up.  After figuring out that blaming him didn’t seem to help, I decided that the problem was obviously me.  For reasons unknown, I simply wasn’t as good as everyone else.  I had yet to learn the term depression, and could only define these painful feelings of inadequacy as “I’m not good enough”.  Relationships which I desperately craved were terrifying as each attempt carried with it the possibility of that most hurtful act, rejection.  I knew that any rejection would send me spiraling back to the dark hopelessness that I knew all too well.  I’m not good enough alternately either left me fearfully paralyzed or sent me racing headlong into yet another ill fated romantic pursuit.  Any woman who was pretty, semi-unattached and “good enough” was fair game.  Such concepts as appropriate and compatible never entered into the equation.  Of course the results were inevitably the same.  She’s OK, she rejected me, and therefore I am not.  Failing at womanizing I then turned to substance abuse.  To be honest it actually worked for many years, though as is ever the case, it ultimately demanded its pound of flesh as well.  Only after years of therapy did I learn intellectually that I had been the unintentional victim of my father’s inability to show praise or say I love you.  He too had been raised in a less than idyllic family environment.  Now many years later the adult in me understands that I actually am not some mistake of God and I have not done anything to deserve feeling defective or unlovable, yet there remains a wounded child inside of me who does not, and probably will not ever understand.  Please forgive this long winded self-indulgent rant, but I’m sharing it today in the hope that it will reach someone who may be suffering with similar feelings.  Although I probably won’t be able to convince you, I know without any uncertainty that you are good enough, that you are lovable, and that you, yes you, deserve to be happy.   If there were one gift I could possibly give to everyone walking upon this lovely blue planet, it would be that seemingly simple and obviously deserved ability to love yourself.  Lastly, while I’m no child psychologist, I do have a request for every parent reading this, please tell your children you love them, and show them at each and every opportunity.  It’s up to you.  If you don’t teach them that they are indeed lovable, they may never know.  Love yourself my friends.  It truly is the cure. 

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Slaves to airwaves

lost and boxed

sun and rain

wind and sand

be free.

[dontcryitsonlymike]

Sir Mike's Smile

Sir Mike, with eyes that hold gentle warmth a poet’s heart...open and kind his words flow like calm waves at dusk soothing hearts that have known sorrow

with silver hair that frames a face of wisdom each line speaks to a life well-lived a presence as steady as the earth a friend to all who find his words

from tumblr’s pages, his voice resounds a gift shared freely...a quiet beautiful light Sir Mike, a spirit of grace and truth his smile brightens the path for many

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The Sorrow in Your Eyes

All the stars in all the heavens couldn’t hold the sorrow in your eyes I understand and I am here for you  for I too have heard a lover’s lies It’s okay it hurts let the teardrops fall I see you’ve been crying for a while here’s my shoulder rest your head and I’m not leaving til I see you smile

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Cranialrectalitis

It’s so often hard to find my way is it any wonder that I can’t see for I suffer from a horrid disease this Cranialrectalitis is killing me yet when the world gets me down I could probably easily let it pass if it weren’t for this damn affliction  I can’t get my head out of my a** so my friends as you might guess my life is basically one big mess but at least I can blame my disease and don’t get me started on *C.R.S. *Can’t Remember Sh*t