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Best Poems Written by Tamara Reyna

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Green Grass

Grass new and, so green
Dig in my toes every spring
The air fresh and clean

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Memories of Her

As I rise from this comfortable feather bed,
I peer out a window and shake my head.
 Relinquishing the grip of last night’s sleep,
rubbing my eyes to the kitchen I creep.

I see the old kettle that she used to make tea,
we would go drink it under the old willow tree.
We use to laugh and play and swim in the lake
and, I remember the summer she taught me to bake.

Always loving comforting and warm to my soul,
I remember she loved to fish in her pond by the knoll.
I close my eyes and I start to tear.
I can feel her presence and her voice I still hear.

My mother always told me to stop being a tomboy and act like a lady.
 She would whisper to me, “I know best and you’re perfect Katy.”
Not long ago I noticed she slowed way down.
I was sad and she noticed me and, my frown.

Be of good cheer she scolded me,
I’m going home and, with god, I will be.
She passed from this world with a smiling face.
I whispered to her,   “I’ll see you again Grandmother in that better place.”

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My Janky Car

My Janky Car
crowed parking lot,
cars going every which way,
a honk,
the window roll down,
screaming woman,
You need to get a....,
life, I thought she'd say, 
but, new car I heard her scream,
laughed oh so hard did I,
screaming woman now transformed,
confused and irritated woman,
laughing still I drive away,
If only that woman knew,
3 x's a day I'd say,
I need to get  a new car,
though meaning to offend,
we strongly agreed,
not the reaction she wanted from me,
I won,
Ha ha He he.

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Blind Obedience

Blind obedience is slavery.
Freedom siphoning governments count on your blind obedience.
I was just doing my job.
It's not my fault I maim and, murder.
My personal ethics and, morals disappear as I am blindly obedient.

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Greatest Fear

I tremble at the thought of drowning,
I worry about wars, 
I find it horrifying to be burnt alive.
I scream and jump from 
 rodents, insects and, reptiles.
Yet, none of these are my greatest fear
and, seem trivial in compare.
The thing I fear above all fears,
is not even in or of this world.
I don't believe I'll ever have to 
face this fear but, somewhere,
in the very back recesses of my mind,
is the faintest of whispers,
almost inaudible, uttering,
"What If"?
Thus maliciously keeping my fear alive. 
Or, is this whisper keeping my fear
from being realized?
Should I then embrace this fear 
to remember 
what must and must not be done?
Is it possible that fear itself 
could keep me from that which I fear the most?
Thus avoiding ever facing Hell itself.

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Who Lies

Mom and dad,
never lie,
Santa Claus

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My Cat

I loved my cat.
She was a brat.
Never used the doormat.
Never would wear a hat.
Some people thought that she was fat.
Once she chased a rat.
Even tried to catch a bat.
She was good about covering her scat.
She didn’t have a face that was flat,
like a Persian cat
Now she lays in the road and is flat.
She met with a truck and went splat.
Swatting away at an annoying gnat,
I sadly write her epitaph.

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What Battle

Battle of the sexes is non-existent when we celebrate women, who celebrate men, who celebrate women.

We would cease to exist without men... or women.

Men and women are yin and yang and, crippled if not meaningless without the other.

Rejoice in the bountiful beauty of difference that the universe supplies.

Doing EVERYTHING by yourself is a lonely and, sad impossibility.

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Possibilities

Imagine the possibilities of unbound creativeness.

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Do Over

I am getting closer every day.
Closer to the time my lord calls me away.
I wish I had made better use of my stay.
When you are young, it feels like you will never be old. 
Then, one day before you know it…
being old has crept upon you here.
Sometimes it feels like you were never young.
In the end, some people have no regrets but me…my life is full of them.
I wish I could have a do-over knowing then what I know now.
Wishing this was possible oh somehow.
I would tell myself to make better use of my time…you have precious little of it.
Don’t forget to be kind. Don’t put off for tomorrow what you can do today. 
Tell the people you love, that you do every day and, remember to include yourself in doing this. 
Be thankful, happy, and, don't forget how to play.
Don’t waste time telling lies. Be forgiving. Charitable, and exercise. 
Make most meals healthy ones.
Be supportive to others and, always live your life
as a passionate one.
Try to always be teaching some while learning from others.
Put god, family, and country in that order.
realize when you are young credit is important so keep it always in good standing.
Don’t smoke cigarettes, drink too much or take unnecessary drugs.
Say please, and thank can I get an amen.
If I could do it over again I would make sure I was ready at 
The End.