Simplicity 17

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Too late to go back.

Pride and determination,

The will to write it.

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My reaction to my poor planning and possibly execution for Camp Nanowrimo. I will succeed, maybe.

Midnight

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Do not think that it’s a mere Fairytale,

Believe it.

Act as if Midnight is quickly,

Approaching.

Waiting for the dream is wasteful,

It cannot, It will not,

Find you.

You must seek it.

It will happen;

Patience is not a virtue.

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It’s Mardi Gras

20130210_133117Beads, Booze, Revelry.

Inhibitions set free, only for one day.

Hurricanes flowing from Pat O’Brien’s

Jazz floats onto the street from Preservation Hall.

Party now, repent later,

or not.

No one to judge you.

Bourbon Street is your stage;

Blend into the crowd or

Stand above the rest.

Catch a float or catch the trolley.

Follow your senses, leave your mind behind.

Because tomorrow, tomorrow you must return

to a place of rules, regulations.

Don’t miss the chance to paint your master piece in the vivd colors of

Green, Gold and Purple.

A Forgotten Era

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It was once at the height of its power.

Soon forgotten.

A trailblazer, a chance at a new land.

Replaced by youth and innovation.

Nothing remains but

A warped picture long forgotten in a boiler room.

I will remember the past, it created me.