Author: allscrawl

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A new name on the meeting notice grabbed my attention: John C. Cooper III. Three generations of John Coopers, I was curious to meet the man. Dialing in one by one we stated our names and job titles. Silently, we waited for the newcomer. Alas the silence was broken as a shrill voice rang in…

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Nothing is more motivating than watching an infant learn. Instinctively, they conquer all obstacles to reach each development milestone. From the beginning, we are programmed to achieve our goals. Even so, somewhere along with the years, our determination disappears. Settling upon mediocrity, our dreams fade to an acceptance of a lesser reality. Stored under the dust…

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The years have changed us, Ten to be exact. At one time, we talked and laughed all night. We planned and dreamed of what our futures would bring. So bright it seemed,The future. The parties were fun, Mixed in with the studies, All nighters studying calculus, And differential equations. We were on top of the…

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Fire in the sky,Too young to die,Barely hanging on,Drag him along. Stuck in the dark,Needles are too sharp,Barely scraping by,Hang him out to dry. Lost in the sea,Broken and bloody dreams,Barely standing up,Someone hold him up. He’s falling.Someone keep him up. He fell.Someone pick him up. Too Young to die,Someone keep him alive. -Dee Clark…

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For years, I lived hidden under a veil created by the standards of societal normalcy. To you, I had everything. To you, I was happy. To you, I had achieved what some may consider the American Dream. Every aspect of my life was perfectly orchestrated to convince not only you, but myself, that I was…

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A cool breeze tickled my face,Crisp, clear air.The waves rolled and crashed,I watched from behind the glass,Sipping Anejo. A soft sunlight warmed my face,Crisp, clear air.They spoke of love and family,I watched atop the mountain,Standing silently. A bird sung into my ear,Crisp, clear air.The trees swayed and provided shade,I watched from within the screen,Smiling shyly.…

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Then,The concept of love eluded me.I thought I could mold him,Into the person I wanted him to be,But that isn’t love. He told me it would just take time,That in the end everything would be fine,But it wasn’t. Later,You didn’t ask for my love,You asked for my friendship.That was something I knew I could give,And…

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Jul 25

Sunday Best

Smile for the camera,Put on your Sunday best.Except the other days,You need a rest. Late nights and bad choices,Thinking you’re in the clear,But don’t you hear the voices? In the darkness you hide,But they know what’s really inside. Compliments to her face,Behind her back,She’s a disgrace. Just because you wear your Sunday best,Doesn’t make you…

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Music is a part of me,The same as any other part.Music is in the way I hear you talk,It is in my movements as I walk. I hear music in the morning song of the birds,And in the articulated syllables of your words.I hear music in the late night chorus of critters,And in your laughter…

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Ideas and memories of you,Swirl around in my head,Distorting reality, altering the past. Where did it all go wrong? So many years wasted,As we grew up and apart,Loving you, hating you. So vague is our life together,That I often wonder, Was it even real? -Dee Clark Follow me on Instagram: @allscrawlwritesRead more on my Blog: https://allscrawl.blogspot.com/