Abutted Poems - Poems about Abutted

...City life, for kids, before the onslaught of helicopter parents and mandatory parental involvement in every aspect of growing up. We played baseball, no umpires, the bases pieces of cardboard, scrat......

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...Unrequited The things i think about, never settle below they float instead and fester inside as I pluck your name in the air a sacred memory folds over foaming layers, floating vapors Creat......

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...Olvera Street It's where we're spending Mother’s Day Children run around La Calle, and play La placita de Olvera Street Family's coming, it’s where we’ll meet We’ll do some shopping with the mer......

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...Lignum vitae With and within you I myself begin And likewise, end. Although our seeds are different, yet we were grown from the same soil. You are my origin: By and into you I’m ......

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...Could it be That we will never be? It cannot be That we played with fire Without playing the lyre Could it be That you are a liar? Ready to jump into the pyre My heart does ble......

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...change, poetess, poetry, poets, word play, write, writing, Brain ‘Fly By’ Writer/Righter© I need a fresh 'brain-poet’ tongue twist My editing with ‘guess work’ is on the fly And makes me be......

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... Could it be That we will never be? It cannot be That we played with fire Without playing the lyre Could it be That you are a liar? Ready to jump into the pyre My heart does bleed A......

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...The church's steeple was a beacon for that rural countryside. He'd gone to Sunday School there, there he'd wed his bride. The young hero returned to church, alas, to be borne to his rest; Young, a......

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