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Unfortunately
the easiest thing there is
to not do is write
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poetry
Twilight Stroll
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At an English peak and the new lost
a short turn’s taken at the gambrels cross.
Trees tall to recall centuries of the past
from carriage path to autos passing fast.
.
Reminiscent a lane with styles to fade
hillside perched and often made.
With a gentle rise to never waiver
our walks through time long to savor.
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First to Fade
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A crocus risen
to a February sun
withers with its moon
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An I for an I
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The irony of
inherent intelligence
is idiocy
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Rise
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The pencil is drawn
To pen and inks permanence
Yet only quills fly
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Resonant Repercussions
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All’s to mesh, slip smooth or grind
Creating thus the human bind
Opinions for all and of each
Lines drawn within arm’s reach
Decisive haste a conclusion brings
As the butterfly flaps its wings
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Spring Rush
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The sun’s out, path’s clear
Mittens lost another year
Tippy toes in striped knee highs
Sleeves long to touch the skies
Hat’s large so brain is too
Though all’s lost with just one shoe
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I’m All Right
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Life for me has been;
a series of unseen turns.
Always back to start
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Heat Rises Rains Fall
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Ignite the flame from a poet’s spark
Oozing emotion of a melting heart
Burning souls till tears do start
Dousing the flame of a poet’s spark
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No Halves
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A glass when empty
Means only one of two things
Time’s told or soul’s sold
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The End
Beginnings worry
Finishes haunt to the end
Ends start spirits then
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Classic Rock
When the day is done
And you wish to run on, then
You’re young and insane
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Note to Self
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If you’re reading this
then it’s already too late
if not – disregard
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The Lottery
I’ll buy the ocean, tallest tree.
When I win the lottery.
$
A never-ending shopping spree.
When I win the lottery.
*
The good times we’ll have, you and me.
When I win the lottery.
$
I’ll share it all, just wait and see.
When I win the lottery.
*
Can you spare a buck, it’s not free.
Then I’ll win the lottery.
$
The End
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Mass Hallucinations
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Lottery fevers
in the air, visions await
this next billionaire
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Anchors Away
~*~
Loose lips may sink ships.
But lovely lips will always
sink lonely sailors
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Byclops
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When drawn to something
never seen, one eye open
keeps halfway between
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Rotten Eggs
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What’s good for the goose
Also good for the gander
until one cries foul
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Well Dried
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Now that I’ve written
Thoroughly of writers block
Nothing’s left to write
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Succinct
If there was to be
A one syllable haiku
It would be just peace
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Check Please
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Sharing the bill with
vertical dyslexics
turns a we to me
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Beget This
~
Violence begets
violence, peace begets peace
Choices beget all
~*~
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