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, I think poetry is able to be personal or imagination, and it can be a story or a song, or a third person experience like novels or autobiographical like a documentary, and like many other arts, it has the … Continue reading

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gone

pages drift by a recalled moment followed by another and the ink is almost gone and I can feel the dawn coming in without a touch of mean coming all night long you must really be gone and I can … Continue reading

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low

Could you come inside And know your way And play that game? This is all that can be Delivered in words but Trust me I know very well I have to take this I have been aware of that And … Continue reading

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hi

Dear mom, It was your birthday yesterday, and I am having trouble grieving. Because I feel like you are here, with me, with us, and I Know I still love you. But I want you to know I can still … Continue reading

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wish

you went so far and you were there when I would sing you and trees wave and put up with my song and the fact you don’t chime along as if you have ever been with someone who would be … Continue reading

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wise

on this one sheet of paper each of the places you have been before restored to order in your memory making up the new way of seeing in and then you know where to truly begin listening to one album … Continue reading

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away

I was invited to a place To dance And too grace life’s stage With my own romance but not Even then did I see the readiness That all the past people you have been Here with before me I have … Continue reading

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shiny nelson

Softly as the Hours draw slowly on In time we feel the single song Never ending this droopy time Yearning for the single day Nothing in your pockets Every occasion you arrive in town Lost to the New surroundings we … Continue reading

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breath

there are a few beams of sunlight resting on my leg as the final hour of work pours in and I wonder about my friend and where the time will happen again to say the few words of hope that … Continue reading

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descriptive prophesy

drowning in the venom of evil words that fly around the room single thoughts translating into crude words that collide right in the air in front of me is that wrong to avoid negativity psychology that leads each other to … Continue reading

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