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[Jeren Yendorin]

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So I thought I share a small piece of me. I posted here two different recent poems I wrote. I am currently working with a publisher to get my first book produced. Just thought I see some feedback from the community. The book is titled "Internalized". The 97 poems I have written over the past three years will be combined to tell one very bitter, but inspiring underdog story that begins around the end of my second deployment in Iraq and ends roughly around the end of my third deployment to Iraq and it really...well, internalizes what I am today. The two below are part of the many others. I have to still arrange every verse into one long story so the release may not be until the end of the year. The goal is to try to write the verses into what similar classical literature had done in the past...like very old classical literature poetry was written. I am also working on another book, but it is a work in progress from about 6 years ago. Writing books ain't freakin' easy! Well, books people will read at least!

Differences & Me

Am I too much
When did the promises turn to whatever
This dream became whenever
How my legacy washed away after all the rain
All these differences and me

Is the little things really that wrong
You jumped at the first thing; I was gone
Dug your nails deeper
Hurt; stabbed; alone
Torn from everything; I only hear noises from this phone

Grab the small pieces and toss them here
Forget the bitter, sour taste of these tears
What do you have to lose
Disturbed by the attitude you choose
Damn; just like a pitcher with his best curve

So your stubborn pride seemed to change this fate
It is a quarter to five
Sorry; I am getting married and running late
Oh, the invitation seemed to get lost in all the hate
Cause I have plans and she would agree
Am I harsh, no; just some differences and me

Once Upon...Maybe

Here I stand so empty handed
Block the door; cry out memories
Fight the urge; forgive suddenly
Nothing to escape
This past of once upon...maybe

Gather these years; all the thoughts of you
Heart filled feelings that seemed untrue
Forgive expressions that brought the pain
Share the pictures to a chosen few
Little gifts that make a smile; seeking what we became

Broken records could never repeat
Skipping stones; the kisses we kept discrete
And how we lived together; separate on this street
Reword the meaning of life between the seas
Years of falling to my knees

Here I stand graciously
Forgiving to a life lived fallaciously
Still sharing old stories carelessly
So thank these lessons of prudency
And we move forward patiently

In these memories
All the late night thoughts of you
The exhale of anger we could never be
Forget the maybe
We found memories that I know you would agree