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THE DEWY BLOG



The Call of the Subconscious Seas
That gnawing ache that hurts by inches. All afflicted will break before its petite pinches. Sinisterly simple statements stick as...


The Call of Charity
A generous spirit hears a call; a sound that many miss. A pitch that all easily detect but just as quickly dismiss. The charitable see...


An Evening's Poem
Obligations satisfactorily finished (at least, enough for the time being). Concerns become more immediate having to do with one's wellbeing.


An Afternoon's Poem
With the rush of the morning conquered one can finally catch their breath. While still having a while to go before engaging that...


The Realm of the Probable
Tomorrow is never guaranteed, yet it appears highly likely. So we plan ahead anyway clutching our narrative tightly. I'm sure you've...


A Drug Problem
I partake in many pleasures that I've been advised to avoid. I take great care to moderate and great care I must employ. But no one...


Exhaustion
Beyond tiredness Creeping into all life's parts Foregone respite clings


A Reason to Not
"Why not?" is a curiously frustrating phrase as it can be answered an infinity of ways. There will always be a reason to stand still;...


Reality by Majority
It does not matter what I see or what I know that I hear as long as a present majority has provided their all clear. I know what I...


The Land of Prerecorded Audio
Listen now! Listen here! Got a catchy jingle for your ear. "Buy now!" we say with cheer! We've settled this bold new frontier. Filled...


A Moving Poem
Saying farewell to a physical space; a silly yet meaningful exchange. It held me in its sweet embrace and leaving "home" feels so...


Beliefs Subject to Change
In my quest to boldly venture and explore I waltz through many questionable doors. Keeping an open mind stays at my core, but...


Inspiration
In a moment it will strike and then slowly fades away. You'd better move quickly or at least within the day.
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