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Pitter Splatter

Pitter Splatter

There goes
my heart again

Rolling down
the front steps
and into the...

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Birthday Candles of America

Birthday Candles of America

Candles blazing on a birthday cake

Red, white, and blue candles

Candles...

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All Me

All Me

​​​​​​As the years accumulate
and gently rain down on me
my mind has slowed
to such...

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On An Open Top Bus is Where...

On An Open Top Bus is Where I'll Be

O’ London I miss you
you’re always in my dreams
and when I'm down hearted
bursting at...

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No More Mr. Blue Skies

Pray can you still hear the cries
of all these anguished
and stricken, landlocked gulls .....

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THEY'LL CATCH UP...

THEY'LL CATCH UP EVENTUALLY?

Isn't it nice when we can just chill and watch?

We can do whatever makes our Boat Float?

...

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Haiku 3

As you're on TV,
Just as lovely in a dream,
Catriona Rowntree.

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Come again ...Money

Come again ...Money

No one believe many chances ...gives

no change to the dollar

Read well the eyes close...

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Ponderous Ponderings

Ponderous Ponderings

If you came face to face
with the truth
would you know
what to do with it?

...

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I paid no heed to the call...

I paid no heed to the call of the siren(s)

where amble lances
hurled with the might
of off fish hull seductress dances
setting...

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WHO OR WHAT I WAS

CRAVED MEMORIES

Craved memories of who or what I was before I became
become my greatest accomplishment...
...

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Hammer Time

Hammer Time

There is no hypocrisy
like religious duplicity

Not only do these phony
children of...

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI POEM :...

Tender Love

. Tender Love:

The dawn, a whisper, soft and low,
Where gentle dreams, begin to flow....

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI'S POEM

A PHATTOM TRACE

A PHATTOM TRACE
The dawndreams,
like whispers, start to fleet.
A lingering warmth,...

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Haiku number 2

Think I like the theme;
Happiness is a fleeting
Ticker tape parade.

Poem -

The Woman's Movement

The Woman's Movement

I have come to the conclusion
that the only true and real feminist
in the world
is...

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the thing about feeling

the thing about feeling

there’s no way that this is a phase
i feel alive for the first time
it’s more than just a...