poetry from work

its in moments like these
that we see bits of truth
like crystals hanging from a chandelier
the moments when we forget
the shoulds and should nots
when we fly on the wings of ravens
against the tide
the flow of life
despite the rants
and ravings
of those
who are not
mad

k.g.

release me into the night
where i can find
my own
sunlight

k.g.

where did you go little one
did you get lost
looking for the sun
why did you/lock yourself away
instead of going out to play
dont waste the daylight little one
dont hide away from the sun

k.g.

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