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i'll use my poems as breadcrumbs
a trail back to me
the curbside prophet
speaks on the corner of genius
and insanity
now that i’ve conquered
my disbelief, conquering
theirs should be easy
people tend to fear
that which they don’t understand
relax it’s just love
mental alchemy;
gratitude turns lead to gold
burdens to blessings
what’s a millionaire
or even a billionaire
to a kingdom heir
my momma taught me
spiritual arithmetic
i count my blessings
the haiku cowgirl
tames seventeen silly-bulls
trying to be herd
discover your gold
if you don't know what it is
you'll give it away
strength wanes, beauty fades
life gives way to death’s decay
legacy… lives on
you are royalty
but they will call you peasant
while taking your gold