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15 tubs...

presumably...
i'm mad
and would consider this so
of anyone at all
any Ann or...

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Washed Away

Washed away

My friends have gone away with my
weekly visits. Decisions materialised,
...

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War

War

Putin
You go home at night
Shielded from fear
No bombs, you can hear

All cried...

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Continuation regarding...

Continuation regarding lunatic roosting inside me noggin

Please pardon mine assertion
I dared to surmise
familiarity with me,
an avid reader...

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The Roots Of Life By Jayne...

The Roots Of Life By Jayne Davies

Raised in a small mining village,
My love for my hometown’s still strong,
Many old buildings...

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In My Mind’s Cell

I am a man sad and broken
Much to say yet more left unspoken
Through the years my heart has...

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to live only once

to live only once

we can be born or die
as many times as we want
to be born every time we discover
love...

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Funded

"Ban"ks
I'm un"interest"ed
profits on money
No Thank You!
Debt in debt from...

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The Play.

This world is but a stage.
Everyday a new play on the already written script page.
The plays...

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Raising the cup

Raising the cup

I take up this cup
to fill it with moon’s light,
to measure the darkness of this day....

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The Lunatic Inside Me iz a...

The Lunatic Inside Me iz a hen pecking noose hens.

The majority of mine lxiii years
expended delving deep into imagination,
yours truly escaped...

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Happy Birthday Our Sweet Angel

Cody Ran 2-27-03 to 8-5-17

Happy Birthday Our Sweet Angel

Your Mommy had seven babies, nineteen years ago today;
Ten weeks later we came to choose one, a...

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War is not the answer.

Please leave mother earth alone, plage and heat, vaccines and who wants to bomb who.

War has only...

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THE LOVING NATURE THINGS

Through fictional forests
and quiet peaceful planes
we climb barren boulders
but still...

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Stale Mate

Stale Mate

The Bishop,
pinned by The Queen..
moves in..
any direction.
unforseen..
...

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The Passing of Hermione

Sometimes, this whole on-call lark sucks & BIG TIME ....

The Passing of Hermione

From her being some kind
of groovy
hippie chick, to heroin...

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Because the night 🦉

Because the night 🦉

Because the night 🦉

Because the nighttime searches for silence

Yet that silence sounds so...