After Part Poems - Poems about After Part

The ground is red, the air is thin, no grass or dusty weeds, Just craters deep and diamond dust, and strange and lonely seeds. A banjo strumming starts to play, a lonesome, gentle tune, And from behind a silver rock, a figure greets the moon. It's not a hare, or cat, or mouse, but something in between, A cowboy with...

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------------------------------- I'm so in love...

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Today I’m grateful to be part of a family: Mine consists of a great grandchild-to-be., grandchildren, children and a wife… and grateful knowing as part of a family I’ll be on the giving and receiving end of love… every moment for the rest of my life ...

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I'm not worth a lot But you are Your more then the moon and stars You hold the key to my deeply broken heart Your more then everything and I tear myself apart You love me but I'm dead Mentally I'm gone But you don't care Youd love me till the sun runs out Till the end I'm not worth a lot But...

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To: The Country of Absence Date: January 8th, 2025 Subject: Application for Residence Focus: Tentative hope Dear Canada, Here, in your vast territories of snow and possibility, I draw new maps from ash and remembering. Your winter tastes like metal and silence, your spring promises something I'm afraid to name. I'm learning your language of politeness— "Sorry" threading every sentence like...

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To: The Immigration Office Date: November 11th, 2024, 9:15 AM Subject: Application #47291 Focus: Limbo To Whom It May Concern, I am writing from the plastic chair in your fluorescent-lit waiting room, where time moves like honey and everyone speaks in whispers. The woman beside me clutches documents in three languages, her wedding ring sold to pay for translation fees. Her child...

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Letters from Borrowed Ground 'Part One' --- To: Myself (Three Years Ago) Date: Every Night Status: Never Finished Focus: Warning Dear Dreamer, Tonight, I dig up buried footsteps, each stone beneath my feet heavy with goodbye. The coffee grows cold in my cup as I write this at 3 AM, watching snow fall on a street whose name I still can't pronounce. You...

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Silver oxidized cloud seeding by a young man named Augustus, works for a company called "Rainmaker" and has admitted on Shane's Black Swan program to seeding clouds over New Mexico. Shane, from the Canadian Provence of Alberta, also mentioned that they're doing cloud seeding over Alberta too. Shane, implied that Augustus, isn't only a whistle blower but also...

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Today, I was watching Amber's Cloud Nine Blessings You Tube Channel on my smart television. When one of her listeners submitted some rather chilling information con cerning Australia! There's going to be a country-wide bio-chemical terrorist unleashed very quickly upon all of them. Part of it will be 'nose bleeding' this attack is lethal and results...

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Uncut Unrevised Version _____________________________ yeah Girl I forgot. Here it goes . guest as they proclaimd her PitMastering skills. Bunch of Jive Tsalking folk. The food was Good not the greatst just good I did enjoy the company of one of her Sisters. we had the raspberry cream and Cake with the homemade Vanilla Iceceam. That was Grate and special. At the end of the...

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To be black Is to live life freely Despite being trapped in a cage without a key Ignoring the hate from society As their bodies radiate envy Trying to destroy our joy through spreading negativity And taking our lives violently To be black Is to smile in the face of adversity To be black Is to find beauty in the...

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Commentary Greetings breathern, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete lacking nothing. If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach,...

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A Rev. 3:12 cont. of the city of my God, the New Jerusalem, which comes down out of heaven from my God, And I will write on him my new name. Q Everything that's wrong with the world appears to right? A Elon Musk is currently guilty of being a...

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You were my baby doll and I owned you for almost seven years. You were my all time favorite dog and I wish you were still here. You were very special, wonderful and unique. When I found you dead, it was sad and bleak. I had to dig a hole and bury you in the ground. I would be happier...

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In the garden where laughter used to grow, We shared our secrets, watching time flow. Now paths diverge, and stories unwind, Friends who were once close, now hard to find. Seasons change, and so do we, Chasing dreams, setting spirits free. Yet in the quiet moments, echoes remain, Of inside jokes and joy, mingled with pain. Pictures fade, but memories hold tight, Late...

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