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The great thing about National Poetry Month is it coincides with the start of Spring. Which guarantees at least one easy subject. When the wonder and beauty of this season stops inspiring me, I’ll hang up my keyboard. In the meantime, there’s this… A Song of Spring The sweet touch of the Sun at…
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For the one true love of my life. Lynn: Every good thing that I am, I am because you have helped me become a better person. You make me want to be the best version of myself. Thank you for your patience, your kindness, your love… but most of all: Thank you for being you.…
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ON GREED Oh once upon a time a King, Sat on a Royal Throne. While at his feet a Royal hound, Gnawed on a Royal bone. The bone belonged, or so it seemed, To the late former King. To normal folk, it’s murder clear, To them a different thing. Now heavy weighs the…
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Be A Joyful Child A long, long time ago there was, A happy child at play. The old face in the mirror asks, Where is that child today? Sometimes it seems like yesterday, Sometimes an age or more. Since I have seen that smiling face, That long ago I wore. I look for them sometimes…
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Own You Why do we do the things we do? What is it makes us go? And when we do what we should not, Pretend we didn’t know? Some say this is the way we are, Imperfect, full of sin. Some say it’s what our parents did, Still buried deep within. I say it is…
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I Believe In Us When all the news is doom and gloom, And hope’s a fools game, Remember we’ve been here before, It’s just the tune that’s changed. We only hear the worst of things, Bad news sure travels fast. But there is much that’s good as well, Although we hear it last.…
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NO JUSTICE I am the Law and I care not For what is wrong or right. I answer only to myself. Care not for oversight, No justice here, for justice is A subtle, fickle thing. The Law cares not for subtlety Morality is king. And i don’t care whose Morals are Enshrined in every line.…
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A NEW DAY Come greet the dawn Of blessed morn From sacred night This day is born. At start of day With promise bright All basking in This golden light. Come lift your head And share your smile Chat with someone And stay a while. Just know this day Is yours to take And good…
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The Poet I sit and stare at unmarked page My lack of thoughts some sign of age? Or other blight upon my brain? But I will carry on and on Until what words I have are gone. Despite words driving me insane. I cannot help this urge I feel To bring rebellious verse to heel.…
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So it’s April and that means NaPoWriMo is once more upon us. I wrote this yesterday, but didn’t take the time to post it. A REQUEST Hello again, my foe, my friend. That time of year, I hope, I fear. A time for dreamers, and for fighters and for those who wish to heal. This…
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