Poems

The Plum tree gave plums.
juicy succulent plums,
But I killed it still..
we were chums...

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Love may leave a season waiting, for the chance to dream and change,

but love is mostly...

The skies, the clouds, the winds unfolding spring is arriving,
March is always a transitional month...

I would not ask if words elude, but time is time, and they pertrude
Like the mechanics of an olden...

If I could love beyond all measure, and please each day that you shall live,
A million shinning...

And all of them running
ragged, joyful...in millions, in
trillions, in unison...
as...

And greatly to be praised this is so true,
God is my friend I praise, him day in day out
...

I love to take walks in the fresh air,
especially when the sun is shinning
it is a welcome...

When I was a child, my mom would bring me a bowl of tomato soup
when I was sick that was her cure...

In his absence
She dressed her smile
with insipid hues
that bruised her laughter...

Do not think twice, predicate, adjective. adverb and Proper Noun, I got this! I'll just be myself and...

Nothing ever troubled me when I was small

Whiling away those golden hours when my best friends...

I will build a house beside the sea

Oh how happy I will be

Watching those ships sailing...

I may be sixty two but my mind thinks childishly

Roamin’ in the gloamin’ where young hearts run...

reaper cupid, grim when the smile is a dart.
fumbling like a changeling on the cusp
of a...

Do we
not exist
Do we
not breathe

Because Duty
seduces us
to...