poetry
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“Tippy Toe”A poem by Shelly Moore© LimitlessStimulus.com Tippy toeIf you know, you knowBetter a friendThan a foe Tippy toeWatch your wordsWalk feather lightLike a little bird Tippy toeSay the wrong thingBad timingThey’ll surely blow Tippy toeLose yourselfMelt awayInto someone else Tippy toeHush your thoughtsAppease and pleaseMore often than not Tippy toeLearned as a childTo keep
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“Fossil Fuel” A poem by Shelly Moore © LimitlessStimulus.com If our soul is the battery,From which our bodies attain energy,Just as songs are only words before claiming unique melody,It stands to reason, essentially,When we need to recharge, imperatively,We seek a block and cord subconsciously,To plug into our own source of security.Whether it be spending time
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“Meditation” Written by Shelly MooreCopyright © 2022 LimitlessStimulusOriginal photo by Jake Givens Close your eyesBreathe it inLife will wait for you, my friend Feel the groundBeneath your bonesRemember earth is your true home Feel alone?So do ITurn your face up to the sky Breathe it inOnce againNo time’s more valid than the now we’re in
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Written by Shelly Moore She holds me by my throat at night. She spreads her venom within my mind. Her poison is strong, but so am I. Either way I will win, because I am her, and she is I. Copyright © 2022 LimitlessStimulus.com
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“Plucked Feathers & Small Hands” A poem by Shelly Moore I can find beauty in almost anything.Finding stunning artistry within broken things.I’m programmed to look within and see the soul,Of all the discarded, so-called ugly, cast-aside-ables.I find unimaginable beauty in everyone.Even, and sometimes especially, those whom society has cast aside and shunned.I sense their light
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Say goodbye to another year!Sip your wine or chug that beer.Crush the can within your hand.Pray the next year’s far less damned.I hope you find love and it finds you back.I hope every single day gives you reason to laugh.I hope your house is filled with health and hope.I hope you always find the right
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Written by Shelly Moore © LimitlessStimulus.com 2021 High school boyfriendI dreamt of you.My subconscious dugLike archeologists do.Deep in dark crevicesHidden from view.It played like a movie,My best memory of you.Two kids gigglingUnder sheets powder blue.Innocent and giddy,As teenagers do.I wonder if you dream,As I sometimes do,Of what life might be likeIf I still knew you.
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“Sun Up” Written by Shelly MooreCopyright © LimitlessStimulus.com 2021Photo by Heather Morse I made it through another day.I said all I could think to say.Likely overextended my stay,In the inboxes of those I love. I thought I’d write tonight to save the thought,Before I drift into slumber and then forgot,The things in which my mind’s
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“The Well” by Shelly Moore Caron •• Hide away, hide away, far from conniving eyes. Hide so well you’ll never tell- a soul starved will slowly die. • Hide away, hide away, until all you are begins to fade- like a final breath whispered in death, decay and drift away. • Hide away, hide away,
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