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Category: Poetry

Precious Resources

time moves at its pace,
consistent in its passing,
it is steady;

we refuse to stop,
to recognize it
as it goes by;
we burn it as waste,
failing to understand:
every second once spent,
is lost;
we don't give it the value -
the respect -
it deserves;

it is our most precious resource,
we fail to take into account:
it will not renew.
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Posted on October 14, 2023October 11, 2023Author zpotterCategories PoetryTags life, poetry, timeLeave a comment on Precious Resources

The Black

what do you see
when staring into the black,
is it a void
or endless possibility;

what do you find
in its textures and contours,
impediments
or your way;

do you remain lost
in its totality,
or is its anonymity
how you find yourself
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Posted on October 11, 2023October 11, 2023Author zpotterCategories PoetryTags black, life, living, poetryLeave a comment on The Black

A Path

there is a path
if you will take it,
it is not hidden,
though you must open your heart
to find it;
always, there is a way
if you will allow yourself
to be free,
to be humble;
if you don't have to win
you can get
where you are going
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Posted on October 7, 2023October 6, 2023Author zpotterCategories PoetryTags love, path, poetryLeave a comment on A Path

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