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Lark Morrigan
poet. writer. explorer of paradoxes. music lover.

Last updated: Aug. 22, 2021

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Hello. I’m Lark Morrigan. I’m glad you are here.

As a poet and writer, I’m currently in the stage where I’m just trying to put myself out there, prove to myself that I can overcome debilitating self-doubt, and become a better poet and writer than I was when I started…

Free Verse

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If you see a bird
falling from the blazing sky,
that is me.

If you see a bird
flying too close to the ground,
that is also me.

I fly too high, but I miss.
I fly too low, I miss again.

My wings were not meant
to be forced aside…

Free Verse

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I never believed
that I would be here,
another trip
around the sun,
another subtle
shift in the wind,
and another step
closer to home.

There is lightness
and heaviness,
one and the same,
and part of me —
it is not time to fight
or to worry
but to observe…

For the dreamer, the poet, and the individualist

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John Denver is my number one favorite artist of all time. Although his hit songs such as “Take Me Home, Country Roads,” “Rocky Mountain High,” and “Annie’s Song” are memorable, well-written, and deserving of praise, he has many more underrated songs that most people do not know about, especially the…

An Apocalyptic Short Story

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I toss back and forth, like I always do every night. I’m not quite insomniac, but at the same time, it isn’t easy for me to fall asleep right away.

I think of how work will be tomorrow. Then I think of the book that I have been procrastinating on…

Free Verse

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Greater things abound
from letting go
of the insatiable
need to twist
everything about you
in the name of
perfection —
why must you remain
stuck in one place,
trying to perfect
what cannot be perfected,
instead of moving
as you are,
accepting that the path
will unfold more beautifully
this way…

You were just made to feel that way.

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I’ve never been the sort of person who approaches life as a series of tasks just to get done.

I have to do this. Okay, I’m done with this. Time’s up, now move onto the next thing. Okay, I’m done with this. Next thing, then the next, then the next…

Free Verse

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I. The Automaton

Art is about whatever you want,
except when it isn’t.

Rules are rules,
an automaton would do much better,
and the meadowlark knows nothing.

No, nothing about her flight
is worth capturing,
forget about a painting
to be put into words,
forget about the soaring
melody that steals
your breath away —
the speed of her…

Free Verse

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Deep in your heart
the longing will never leave,
and you cannot push it away,
so you let it stay —
there must be something
beautiful stirring
in the quiet corners
of your soul,
and if you listen carefully,
you will know the way home.

As falling leaves rustle
and the…

Lark Morrigan

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