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    Ebook86 pages30 minutes

    xL

    By Ryan Lessard

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    measure the night
    by the amount of thoughts
    crammed into one day
    seventh ready to show the world
    even if most don't know
    it exists that doesn't mean
    it isn't real because it is
    even if I can't explain how they
    are delivered to me
    might even have to admit
    they are my creations
    today measuring the night
    in pages turned over
    and covered conversations
    all types barely use the phones
    to talk isn't that strange
    who could've guessed
    turn back only a few years
    and try to remember the numbers
    like you used to before
    everything changed
    measuring the night
    by the fire...

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRyan Lessard
    Release dateJul 29, 2015
    ISBN9781311100573
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    Ryan Lessard

    poet, writer & random thinker from Brockton, MA

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      xL - Ryan Lessard

      Start It Off

      7-28-2015

      start it off

      clear the mind

      breathe in

      summer sounds surround

      breathe out

      relaxed might even think

      it's a nap

      midday quiet soundtrack

      of summer with closed eyes

      could be twenty years

      in either direction

      remembering things

      thought forgotten

      brought back by a scent in the air

      or even a sound

      start it off again

      by myself if need be

      clear the mind

      and the table

      anyone and everyone welcome

      take a look a thought

      a ride into the words

      my dreams created...

      Behind What’s Accepted

      4-8-2015

      leaves stacked up then pressed

      under snow flattened by weight

      and time revealed with high temperature

      expanding allowing new life to form

      beneath leaves and a vine climbing

      up the tree held on kept most of their green

      all through the winter

      wishing like I that spring would finally spring

      some warmer air

      just taking it all in and my mind never stops

      used to do this even more often

      never stopped but slowed down a lot

      for a long time coming back now

      pen holder mover now questioning

      the motive behind the accepted thoughts

      vs. the imagined ones

      and where do you go from there

      here I am thinking...

      Full Forty

      5-10-2015

      full forty ironically

      on the same page

      feeling XL for a day

      sun and clear skies

      same ones looked to as a child

      seems impossible in this

      ever moving infinite space

      feeling the breeze

      on the back of the neck

      without a hood for tonight

      sitting in the hood tonight

      meditating on a full forty

      a new beginning

      some might say

      and words I hear

      as each new day approaches

      closer to another thought

      a full forty and beyond

      stretching as far as the eyes

      can view outward

      and eventually inward too...

      Find the Top

      10-28-2014

      the pen will just go when you let it

      memories come and go

      but importance won’t let them be forgotten

      the power of words the camera for thoughts

      resist a certain stagnation that seems to persist

      plow right through even if only on off days

      you won’t find the top if you stop when you cough

      keep on pushing you have somewhere to go

      pick up the shovel could be dirt might be snow

      never know so get moving the song

      to myself puzzling the pieces

      rearranging true wealth

      thinking of all the other minds

      ones met along the way so many far behind

      right here now attention to poor to pay or

      stick around a corner sharp to every

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