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 Your tears may be greater Than all the seven seas If these flow on one's anguish Or sorrows you can't cease Your tears are much prettie... [read more] |
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I am thirsty but will not take Soft drinks or water clean and neat I am hungry but would not have A dish of rice or bread of wheat I a... [read more] |
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Why do the people celebrate Or elevate Their merriments Their rejoicings Their festivals With fireworks Why are the people enchanted With f... [read more] |
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Witness nature under the sun How wonderful and well-done! Wow! gaze at the pretty dolphin Look at the deer how they run But shoot with camer... [read more] |
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We cannot fight with any web site that is “timed-out” And out of reach Time is so fast Present is past With every fleeting moment We hav... [read more] |
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Wig, wig, wig…… What a fine wig you have! What a strange wig you have! What a great wig you have! You are bigwig! ! ! Not only I am fon... [read more] |
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When I asked her who was she She said, “I am Ayiyiyi” Not ABC nor XYZ But she was only Ayiyiyi Though many problems she fostered From all no... [read more] |
 Gone is the leisure of long summer days when the horizon is buried in a tepid haze. Gone are the mirages cutting asphalt in two; cold fills... [read more] |
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Popcorn, seagulls fly Squawk and argue in the blue For the puffy bits Sand rubs under foot Heat and grit urge us to dance Into splashing su... [read more] |
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...barefoot, walking along a grassy coastline, watching with careful steps...slow...quiet....not a ripple...not a splash....looking for the... [read more] |
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Man growling at dog Four legs springing into life Dog laughing at man [read more] |
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Look, do you see it? The man smiling soft at me. Pale moon just rose. Huge lacey disc is Hanging o'er the horizon Glowing copper gold. Tim... [read more] |
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The red fingered dawn brings the purr of new troth. Scattered thoughts are gone, halt this wander...this rove. Our notes call into the stil... [read more] |
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Feel the Vibrations wrapped in tomorrow Glowing gold, pulsing, breathing Through ice crystaled furrow Hear the Pops/cracks of ditch fires ri... [read more] |