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The Day I Met The Bard

The Day I Met The Bard

'Thou dost pen a mean line,' Will said to me one day,
I said that I try my best to get everything in...

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Upon the Very Cusp of Spring

the sighting
of those
first few snowdrops ..
and that
single daffodil
...

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A field day shoe fit for...

A field day shoe fit for Mother Goose

Fruitless effort squeezing figurative juice
Pandora called triggering
helter skelter to get...

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Growth

Rearranging and exchanging!

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I KNOW MY LIMITS

YES, I DO I KNOW MY LIMITS SO IF YOU,
TELL ME TO DO MORE, I WILL SAY NO
I KNOW MY LIMITS,

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WHAT COMES TO MIND

WHAT COMES TO MIND

RIDING A BIKE, SWIMMING, RUNNING THE MILE, GYMNASTICS,
ALL KINDS OF ACTIVITIES, I WAS VERY ACTIVE...

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5 pounds 3 0unces

5 pounds 3 0unces

I WAS ALMOST PREMATURE WHEN I WAS BORN IF IT WASN'T FOR THE
3 OUNCES, I WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN ABLE TO...

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MY SINCERE RESPONSE

My heart bleeds ink

MY SINCERE RESPONSE

YOU TOLD ME
TO TAKE ALL THE TIME NEEDED
TO UNRAVEL MY HEART,
BUT NO TIME WAS NEEDED...

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LOVE LETTERS

Two of Hearts

LOVE LETTERS

I STUMBLED UPON
YOUR LOVE LETTERS
YOU HAD TUCKED AWAY, YESTERDAY.

I WAS NOT SNOOPING...

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Reminiscent

Reminiscent

Is it fair?
Im happy now,
very grateful for the past I have cremated.

Do you care?...

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Storked

Besides Foia and several
of her shyer
and more subordinate
sisters ..
The...

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Those who weep go dry

Resistance

😭✊Those Who Weep Go Dry😭✊

I Learned to stand up straight at an early age.
As I grew taller...

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We can't say we never...

Resistance

🌺🏵We can't say we never know🏵🌺

The world is on fire,
And yet there is so much water.
...

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The Comrade Who Died In Exile

Resistance

✊️The Comrade who died in exile✊️

When grief has been made public
We have to mourn
...

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Granny

One by one we take a step
Into the light we slowly recollect

Our days on this planet...

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Byproduct

Byproduct

Byproduct.
Creation’s
endgame.
Machinery
churning.
Pumping.
...

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I haint retracting casting...

I haint retracting casting myself, nor worming against being raffish ratfish

This subdued wordsmith
doth not rack his brains to coon fess appeal
toward one household pop...