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Month: January 2022

3 Minutes

You were three 
minutes too late 
to say your 
last goodbyes...

But I kept him   
comfortable 
through his final 
rasping sighs... 
January 30, 2022November 1, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: Bedside, Death, It's been a weekend..., Nursing, Poetry 14 Comments

Bumblebee

Summer Bumblebee ❤️ Taken 8/21

January 25, 2022January 25, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PicturesTags: Bumblebee, Flowers, Nature, Photography 12 Comments

Train Tracks

Taken by me 10/21

January 24, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PicturesTags: Black and white, Nature, Photography, Symmetry, Tracks, Train 7 Comments

The Ending

We both know the ending.

I won't find you
nor will you find me.
January 18, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: Me, Missing you, Poetry, You 12 Comments

Two Years

Two years 
aged her 
into someone 
satisfyingly
unrecognizable 
and 
startlingly
indescribable. 
January 16, 2022November 1, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: Good changes, Growing, Her, Me, Poetry, Two year anniversary 10 Comments

Under the Pier, NC — Repost

Reposting one of my favorite pictures for it’s two year anniversary.

I took this picture in Sunset Beach, NC.

Under the Pier, NC — Anonymously Hal
January 12, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PicturesTags: North Carolina, Photography, Pier, Sunset Beach 14 Comments

Stripped

Now you lay here alone. 

Aged by bad habits 
fueled by your lack 
of self worth... 

Stripped of your youth
with those gaunt cheeks 
and sunken eyes... 
 
Stunningly jaundice  
and contently reeking 
of your own filth. 

Yet you regret nothing...  

And still disapprove 
of everyone 
and everything 
life ever offers you. 
January 6, 2022November 1, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: Alcohol, Detox, Mental illness, Nursing, Patients, Poetry, Wasting away, You 9 Comments

Hide-And-Seek

It's like a version 
of hide-and-seek... 

But we're not children...

And there's no known rules... 

Or foreseeable end in sight. 

Because the person who's been 
doing all the searching... 

Is the same one still 
waiting to be found. 
January 2, 2022November 1, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: fucked, Poetry, You 6 Comments
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