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76 Words

January 1st, 2022
76 Words
 
Infinite, Determination, Gibberish, Poser, Sellout, Thoughtful, Preparation, Dignity, Cherish, Loyal, Perception, Morals, Desire, Precise, Elaborate, Crucial, Meticulous, Eloquent, Spunk, Unconventional.
 
Ambition, Quirky, Advantageous, Merciless, Perplexed, Funky, Feasible, Disgruntled, Ingenuity, Spectacle, Dazzling, Charade, Vividly, Catastrophic, Improvise, Mysterious, Exceptional, Formidable, Brazen.
 
Decisive, Discretion, Spunk, Preposterous, Charismatic, Majestic, Vial, Glamour, Vague, Gritty, Fascinating, Smug, Moping, Prevail, Impervious, Snide, Invigorating, Murmur, Infatuated, Sympathize, Hissed.
 
Sluggish, Nonchalant, Thickish, Tantalizing, Subjective, Fussy, Irate, Victory, Mutual, Rift, Sleek, Frayed, Harsh, Perhaps, Zesty, Genuine.
 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 

 
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Vieja, Viejo Together

January 1st, 2022

 

It would have been great if we grew old together.
Vieja, Viejo together.
Slowed together.
Grayed together.
Wrinkled together.
Hobbled down the street together.
Stayed together.
Vieja, Viejo together.

It would have been great if we grew old together.
Vieja, Viejo together.
Slowed together.
Grayed together.
Wrinkled together.
Hobbled down the street together.
Stayed together.
It would have been great if we grew old together.
Vieja, Viejo together.

 

Written by George Farina

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When Life Was Good

January 1st, 2022

 

When life was good.
Didn’t have to wear a hood.
I lived indoors.
Had a life.
Had a wife.
We laughed.
We joked.
When life was good.
Didn’t have to wear a hood.

When life was good.
Didn’t have to wear a hood.
I sang.
I danced.
I laughed.
I joked.
When life was good.
Didn’t have to wear a hood.
Those days went by fast.
Now just memories of the past.
When life was good.

When life was good.
Didn’t have to wear a hood.
I lived indoors.
Had a life.
Had a wife.
We laughed.
We joked.
When life was good.

When life was good.
Before the streets.
Before the cold.
Before I had to wear a hood.
When life was good.

 

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Voices In Your Head

January 1st, 2022

 

When the voices in your head get to loud.
Slow em down.
Drown em out.
Try to forget.

When the voices in your head get to loud.
Turn the music up.
Close your eyes.
Move to the sounds.
Try to forget.

When the voices in your head get to loud.
Slow em down.
Drown em out.
Try to forget.

When the voices in your head get to loud.
Turn the music up.
Close your eyes.
Move to the sounds.
Try to forget.
When the voices in your head get to loud.

 

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Hooded Sweatshirts in The Hood

January 1st, 2022

 

Hooded sweatshirts in the hood,
standing on the street corner.
New sneakers, baggy jeans.
Hooded sweatshirts in the hood,
standing on the street corner.
Abandon buildings. Barred doors.
Payphones, Fire hydrants.
Hooded sweatshirts in the hood,
standing on the street corner.
Five and Dimes, Bicycles.
Flashing lights.
Hooded sweatshirts in the hood,
standing on the street corner.
New sneakers, baggy jeans.
Hooded sweatshirts in the hood,
standing on the street corner.

 

Written by George Farina

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I’ve Lost

January 1st, 2022

I’ve been married.
I’ve been divorced.
I’ve been a winner.
I’ve been a loser.
I lost to the years.
To many years past.
I lost friends.
Many didn’t last.
I lost to society.
I didn’t find my niche.
I lost to capitalism.
I lost to poverty.
I lost to malnourishment.
I’ve lost to health.
I lost the excitement of life.

 

Written by George Farina

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Writing, Thoughts 2022, V2

January 1st, 2022
Writing, Thoughts 2022, V2

Walking in the ocean where the waves mesh with the sand. An early morning bike ride, stopping over a river, watching the fish jump out of the water. Wild horses running through a field. Art is beautiful. The art of war isn’t. Late nights, midnight snacks, flirtatious chats. Christmas lights in the city, ever so pretty. Bright stars, deep within the night sky. Lounging, holding another tight within your arms, held tight within another’s arms. Warm bodies. Kind words. Sensual scents. Heartbeats. Thriving, striving, alive, spontaneous, laughing, living, yearning, flirting. Long hair, summer dresses blowing lightly from a cool ocean breeze. Pedaling a bike through slow moving traffic on a busy city street. Messenger bags. Duffel bags, Leather shoulder strap purses.
 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 
 
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