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Ideal Woman

How I was raised..

Ideal Woman

I am the ideal woman.
I do not say this out of ego or belief
I was raised to be this woman....

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DANCE

Poetry Prom

DANCE

P
Move U and D
O
W
a N d

Move it all

d n
A u...

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Illusion2

Illusion2

Illusion
of being.
What appears
is not.
Eyes open
it begins.
...

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Poem -

Old Paw

Old Paw

Old paw
Its the weekend
We watch
Each other
It my turn too
Get
...

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GREED

GREED

Insurance purchased for the what ifs, piece of mind, paying for comfort or so you thought
...

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SOLDIER BOY TELLS ME

Soldier boy tells me he's been to hell and back
Constant gunfire he hears and under attack
...

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Mask Off

Mask Off

Mass murders, school shootings, serial killers, hate crimes, drug overdoses and suicidal deaths among more...

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Melancholy

Melancholy

Forlorn I wander in the rain,
Through caliginous sod and mired stone,
In flee of quarell...

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Change

Change

Year one cannot come
without day 1 coming first
You could start today

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Next !

Next !

Your King is backed in the far corner sensing his death is near, as my pawn makes it to the final black...

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MIDNIGHT ON A FORK 

MIDNIGHT ON A FORK 


Love, like midnight on a fork in the road
where libraries smoke in back alleys
with...

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Lonely Poet

Lonely Poet

The lonely poet
accompanied
by only words
Formed from many
thoughts
with...

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RED BALLOONS

RED BALLOONS

What hope be there, she lets it go
She sets it free
To god knows where, and
God knows...

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Duality

Seeing both ways

Duality

Life is the only part of dreaming that comes true
Be in the same room with yourself know this never...

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Church Bells

Church Bells

As the clock strikes midnight the church bells sing their song
I slowly start to feel refreshed as I...

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ON THE WAY GIFTS

ON  THE WAY  GIFTS

It is a very merry Christmas this year I am expecting gifts for family
it truly is fun to play Santa...

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GRATEFUL

Sleep is for the weary so I rest my head
Food is for the hungry so I have been fed
Thirsty...