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Babies bring us joy
Our hope for a future bright
Sharing sleepless nights
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Babies bring us joy
Our hope for a future bright
Sharing sleepless nights
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A mighty oak fell
Centuries go unnoticed
Roots of time will tell
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By day I write
and hide from night
By night I hide from myself
That’s when the demons appear
escaping their hidden shelf
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They spill my ink
won’t let me think
I’m forced to quit too soon
Then I’m left with nothing to do
until the setting moon
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The sun will rise
to blurry eyes
And off again I’ll venture
I’ll try to have a brighter day
But darkness remains unsure
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My goal’s now halfway.
I write in rhyme all the time.
Nothing’s good to say.
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Await sunny skies
Awaiting truth that’s a lie
All’s waiting to die
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For those who listen
Nature’s voice beckons sunrise
New day dew glistens
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Harness happiness
Bound with joy or tears shall fall
Smiles support us all
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When dominoes fall
patterns arrange, something’s gone
while something is made
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Read a bio by
a nymphomaniac cow –
It was full of bull
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Pebbles skipped, rings rise
Waves wander to greet the skies
Pebble’s lost, what is gained?
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The jumbled haiku
A Sunday paper poet
Filling in the blanks
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Traveling through time
Searching for the perfect rhyme
Seconds tick, hours chime
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To hatch, toil and feed
Dangers lurk, survivors breed
Spawning death, life freed
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Often a fine line
separates arrogance from
insecurity
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Early morning chill
tweets subside with fallen leaf
Summers’ fall, Falls’ rise
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Is fiction abstract
fantasy or objective
non-reality?
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Sunrise awakens
dreams put to rest, minds wander
another days quest
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It’s all fun and games
Until inevitably
An I gets poked out
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Took a walk on the
wild side and ran with the bulls,
limped home, crawled to bed
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Please, riddle me this –
Batman, why’s Robins eggs blue?
It’s because of you!
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What eats like a bug
and flies like a bug, yet not?
It’s a humming-bird.
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Victorious star the moons plight
Peaking from the blanket of night
Blank sheets warmly beckon askew
Water boils, beans grind, minds brew
Sheets fill blank to dark with light
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Air surrounds all with bright
Life returns to deadened street
Sound returns to lively feet
Sun awakens to night’s sleep
Darkness shallow, day is deep
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