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Joshua Walker

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    It’s kind of incredible that human beings keep doing taxes and buying cereal while fully aware of their own mortality.

    Here’s some poems. 💙💙💙

    #poetry #blueskypoets #writingcommunity #BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoet

    A poem about how ordinary grocery shopping quietly reveals our hopes, responsibilities, and plans for the future. Shopping Cart Every shopping cart contains a universe. Cat food. Frozen pizza. Laundry detergent. Birthday candles. Proof that hope often looks like planning for next Thursday. A poem about the difference between finding what we need in a store and searching for meaning in life, hidden inside an ordinary exchange at the checkout. Receipt The cashier asked, “Did you find everything?” I almost said, “No. I’m still looking.” Instead I smiled, paid, and bought bananas. A poem using a GPS as a metaphor for life, reflecting on how certainty is easy for machines but much harder for people. Directions The GPS said, “You have arrived.” I laughed. If only life announced itself that confidently. Most days we’re just recalculating. A poem about preparing tomorrow’s coffee and realizing that simple daily routines are quiet acts of hope and faith in another day. Tomorrow’s Coffee Before bed I set the coffee pot to brew at six. A tiny act of optimism. Every night I quietly assume there will be another morning.
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    Jul 9, 2026
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    I think most of us are carrying entire chapters of our lives that nobody knows about.

    Here’s some poems. 💙💙💙

    #poetry #blueskypoets #writingcommunity #BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoet

    A poem about recognizing love through quiet actions rather than spoken words, and how care is often expressed in everyday moments. Things I Heard (You Never Said) You never said “I’m proud of you.” You asked if I’d eaten. You told me to drive safe. You waited for the phone to ring. Love rarely sounded the way I expected. It sounded like ordinary concern wearing work clothes. A poem about looking back on childhood, losing certainty with age, and still appreciating the hope carried by the person you once were. The Boy I Used to Be The boy I used to be thought grown-ups knew everything. Now I’m older and I know better. Sometimes I miss him. Not because he was right, but because he believed tomorrow always arrived carrying good news. A poem about memory, nostalgia, and how the past often feels warmer and closer than it truly was because memory reshapes what we remember. The Illusion of Yesterday Yesterday feels close enough to wave at. But every road back leads somewhere new. Memory rebuilds old houses with fresh paint. It remembers laughter better than silence. It leaves the lights on for people who have long since gone. Then asks us to call them home. A poem about how dreams change with age, shifting from chasing success to finding meaning in simple moments, home, and the people we love. 7 Dreams (A Better Way) I dreamed of money. I dreamed of fame. I dreamed of escape. I thought happiness was waiting somewhere else. Now I dream of a slower morning, a full table, someone glad I came home. Funny how growing older teaches you the better dream. 💙
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    Jul 1, 2026
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    Somewhere today, a stranger is humming the same song you are and neither of you will ever know.

    Being human is strange and occasionally beautiful.

    Here’s some poems. 💙💙💙

    #poetry #blueskypoets #writingcommunity #BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoet

    A poem about how an ordinary question can feel dangerous to someone who has become skilled at hiding what they are really feeling. Small Talk “How have you been?” is such a dangerous question to ask someone who has practiced saying “fine” with perfect timing. A poem about missing someone so deeply that every small moment becomes a reason to reach for them. Almost Called I almost called you three times today. Once when something funny happened. Once when everything went wrong. Once for no reason at all, which was probably the real reason. A poem about how small daily actions can become quiet acts of courage when simply staying present feels difficult. Proof of Life Some days the bravest thing I do is answer a message, wash one plate, open the curtains, and let the world know I have not disappeared. A poem about two people separated by distance but possibly thinking of each other beneath the same night sky. Same Moon Tonight, someone you miss may be standing beneath the same moon, thinking of you with the same impossible distance caught in their throat.
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    Jul 15, 2026
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    Okay so forgive me, unfortunately I don’t have a direct video to share so here’s a Facebook link; here’s the OETA Gallery America feature on me. It’s a genuine honor to be featured by such a legendary series.

    www.facebook.com/share/v/1FLW...
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    Jul 16, 2026
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    Beautifully put. I think that’s exactly what keeps me writing. The ordinary world is endlessly interesting once we slow down long enough to really notice it. Thank you for sharing that. 💙

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    Jul 1, 2026
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    Thank you so much, Jim. That really means a lot. I’ve always loved finding the extraordinary hiding inside ordinary moments, so I’m glad these little collections are connecting with you.

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    Jul 1, 2026