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 A young male warrior Limping along a path Holding his arm And looking right down Suddenly sees a shine Over by the nearest rock He goes ove... [read more] |
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Lake close to a forest Glistening in the sun Tigers drinking and relaxing The cubs having fun Two humans from no where Were lying on t... [read more] |
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Have you seen the sun Rise and set everyday Have you seen the sea tides Go in and out by the bay Have you heard the birds Singing from day... [read more] |
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The secret shared with my husband The gift with my child But the Dragon lives on in me The wings from the devil The spirit from an an... [read more] |
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You saw her one minute Gone the next Read her emails Sent her Texts But always know That she wasnt there Want to hold her Whisper "t... [read more] |
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If I see a sign Or notice that Somethings Wrong I'll try to help Someone comes And helps you out But you turn your back And walk away Look... [read more] |
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The wind is warm Making my hair dance To the rythem of the song In my head I see only stars From the night sky above And the ground below... [read more] |
 The chains To my heart bind me... [read more] |
 Afterbirth alone floating in amniotic fantasy tides of fate caressing fragile reality contemplating a not yet navel stranger to internal... [read more] |
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Abstraction Distraction When music leaves geometry and departs from the math’matic where notes appeal to sentiment and diverge from the sch... [read more] |
 When I see that country road I weep. Oh how it looks like home Back in the midst of Ireland Back where my heart doth roam. When I feel its... [read more] |
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A Sure Bestseller I’m sure real soon you’ll hear the news Our past leader will take his dues A book may come before December Of all that he... [read more] |
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A Night to Remember It’s not every day you say you met the Poet Laureate, but Yesterday was such a day. There were others there,... [read more] |
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A Legacy in the Making Behind the walls of secrecy Far from the view of you and me Bill Clinton works sagaciously To craft a final legacy... [read more] |
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we meet minutes before sunset dragging our clinging pasts plastered to our heels from our privy place yoked inseparably.... .....pulled in t... [read more] |