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Whatever that Buddha's Name is.

A Poem by Lydia

Look at the world, and tell me what you see.We are our own gods,Each of us is the sun in our own private universe,And everything revolves around the v..

Subliminal Messages

A Poem by Lydia

This song sounds like it’s being sung from underwater,Though it is just time for new headphones.I am sick of summerAnd of stale loveThat has bee..

I-64 to I-65.

A Poem by Lydia

On our way to nowhere, lemon jelly and the sandman occupy our minds. The road goes on forever, doesn’t it? We go on forever, don&rsq..

Forget.

A Poem by Lydia

I said, “Take off your shoes and stay a while” And he did. My soul is filled with metaphors Of self-description and I am trying t..

Writers' Block.

A Poem by Lydia

She reminds me, As usual, To pick up my pencil And write - Something, or anything. I add fuel to the Fire. When did she stop speaking in fragm..

Brevity.

A Poem by Lydia

Standing on the edge, So self-righteous; Fate is just a thread of hope, So self-centered; The world does not belong to you. I cannot decide i..

Third Time & Roots.

A Poem by Lydia

The third time wasn’t exactly the charm, But things are better than before. As the fall melts into winter and I ponder: What’s it lik..

Hide and Seek.

A Poem by Lydia

Here I am again. A game of hide and seek, Doomed to crawl out of the dark After everyone’s gone home. I am alone, with half my clothes on,..

God Weeps, As I Do.

A Poem by Lydia

In memory.

Live Once.

A Poem by Lydia

How many bridges are in flames behind me? I am sure I can burn one more by the end of the week, because weakness isn’t exactly my strong poi..