Like the Autumn Leaves

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Busy In Wonder

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Who would have thought?


In The Name Of Gratitude


I saw,

I heard,

I wrote as the world

Continued to tilt.

Through chaos new lines

Were built,

Through tears

New pastures grew.

I sat still to study you,

So with words I could honour you

For all of the things that brothers do.

The things no others would do.

And for that I’m grateful.

Asya Valentine, BusyInWonder

Paper Cuts


The Way You Made It – NHE Tales

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BusyInWonder: 2021 Proverb #1


The more I sit and ponder,

The less my thought wander,

The simpler my wonder,

As I’m humbled by age.

We all have hopes,

Delusions of grandeur,

To mask our simplicity

And act as an anchor;

To illusions drawn

In the prison of individuality,

Yet we all become aware,

Even if gradually.

That our pain is ordinary,

A promise from life

And no one soul is special,

Not even mine


A Stolen Song


Here’s a tale of a few,

A trodden path,

A told tale

Of broken bonds,

A folk tale,

A stolen song.

You shaped his soul,

He took your breath,

You lost your time

And he lost his head.

One went that day

Yet both hearts wept.

Your spirits left.

His soul is dead.

If Dreams Were Forever


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The path of a social deviant,

limitless qualms and little agreement,

It’s hard to be stable

if you’ve never stopped grieving.

I never were whole,

Not since you stopped breathing –

It’s sleepless nights

And lonely evenings,

It’s troubled thoughts,

It’s countless demons,

It’s constant rain

Forecast this season.