Secrets

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Am I Defined?.....

Am I Defined?.....

I am a poem that makes no sense.
Read and reread me,
turn me over in your head...
...

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Forgive Me Father

Forgive Me Father

Good little girl
hands folded in prayer
The thoughts in her head
she dare not share...

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The Stranger

The Stranger

The stranger

How could I have not seen the man, the real man behind the charm
How could I...

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Secrets

Secrets

Have you ever kept someone else's secret?
Holding it like it was your own?
The burden it...

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If you let me

If you let me

The time will come
When it will rain on your parade
And the games will stop suddenly
...

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My Fair-weather Love

My Fair-weather Love

For three years you stringed me along,
You made me believe that with you I could be strong
I...

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Candlelight And Secrets

Only once did I mention the probability of silence
My careless act was met with violence
You...

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Secrets of the sea

Secrets of the sea

Secrets of the sea

Under my feet, moulding and sinking
Millions of tiny mineral particles...

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Untitled

Untitled

I know all the secrets that burden your heart,
out of night we called our own,
in these days...

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Street Magician

Street Magician

All the onlookers in Washington Square Park, befuddled
A woman scratches her head wondering, "Where...

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I've got this Mystery...

Be that it may
be that it might
May be in the day
May be in the night
Maybe in...

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The Wine Cellar Secrets

The Wine Cellar Secrets

Since the last owner, of the mansion on Willow Lane, in Tulsa, Oklahoma, there has been scares upon the...

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Chamber of Secrets

Chamber of Secrets

Sophisticated, broken, hurt, lost that's how I felt. Secluded in my own chamber of secrets, the girl that's...

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The Secret Door

The Secret Door

Behind the abandoned historic bakery shop, up the staircase, through hidden passages

Shadows fall...

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No Subliminals

No Subliminals

Those draconian Draculas’ drinking the rich blood of Africans, with them free Mason’s Vaticans, Milan where...

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An Open Namesake

An Open Namesake

"A lovely coincidence, isn't it;
Both of us writers?!"
She was a pro of prose,
And...