Narrative

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MY WORKING DAY

MY WORKING DAY

This is how I feel on this February day
I have so much to write and so much to say
I go out...

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Wrapped in Inertia

Wrapped in Inertia

I lie, wrapped in inertia
Clouds of melancholy enfold me.
I have fought with Demons
...

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Wormhole falling

Wormhole falling

I fell headlong down a wormhole
Though laying in my bed
I saw quasars and quarks spinning...

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CAN'T and DON'T

CAN'T and DON'T

If you can’t be
The star in the sky
Then don’t be
The fly in the pie
WIZDUMBs...

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Tears shed

Every tear that you shed
Takes away my breath,
I hate seeing you cry
Feeling so hurt...

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our strength sees us through

The frost bites hard
On a cold morning day
We're off again
Ready to play the game...

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Perhaps

Perhaps

She asked, after this, back to work
I understood my way
As if, closed doors open
Loud...

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The Fallacy of Human Romance

The Fallacy of Human Romance

The Fallacy of Human Romance

'She was a seductress like no other

Poised, agile, stealthy....

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Black & White

Black & White

The wind is blowing and the air is crisp
I don`t know for sure
I just hear that it is...

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Lightskin.

Story Time:
Let me talk this like Andre in his wedding with underground kings. Please take a seat...

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Alone on a Sunday night

Alone on a Sunday night

She sat alone wrapped in grey and indigo
Feeling blue
Burgundy surrounded her
Wrapping...

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I write of the Father

I write of the Father

I write of the Father
I never have known
Who planted the seed
He never saw grown...

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We Are All Gifted!

We Are All Gifted!

I love to share my work with you cosmofunnelers
how nice too see you again my poetic sisters &...

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EVERYTHING IS SHRINKING

EVERYTHING IS SHRINKING

Everything is shrinking in the world today
A reduction in size I am sorry to say
I am...

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War - terfall...

War - terfall...

A spanish guitar isn't the only sound that serenades, it's guns, tanks, troops and holy grenades
The...

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The inner turmoil

If you know,
then you know,
You can't describe it ,
How you feel
Not even to...

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The Fourth Floor

The Fourth Floor

My legs trembled seeing from the fourth floor
I said; freedom is important
The old house I...