Water Age Poems

You don't seem to understand
The truth I clutch in my hands
I never wanted to hurt you
I just wanted to show my virtue
It's the only thing...

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The container in my chest holds water not blood-
Water of the kin and kind.
But I bottle it up scared instead of sprinkling the holy water...

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Since the Hard work you did, 
siblings of you still called you "mid", 
because their jealousy was full of shi** , 
and they are all...

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Is it Spring? How long has it been? Is it Spring? I don’t see the grass growing, the lawns are dry, the leaves are falling...

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The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness...

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Grandma's Stories

“Can I tell a tale? Well sit.I'm going to. Pull up a chair, or on the floor that will do. 
I'm elderly now as...

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Afloat in a river of stars,
Ecstasy knits the raft of thoughts,
A destination is what I seek,
Sailing away mindlessly, expecting the waters to speak.

The water calmly...

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Automobile industry

At the seaside, the water signaled many colors
pale sober gin, dark hue, then bottle green and pink like a nursery rhyme
no one took notice...

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I looked out the window, what a sight.
A Cocky a crow, a Magpie all sitting on the bench looking towards me.
Suddenly the Cocky squawked what...

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I can feel the light shining in my soul and my spirit is getting bold a new chapter is about to unfold and the grey...

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The trees are thrashing, high winds, snow, and ice.
A storm is brewing, and it won’t be nice.
A T.V. warning, the power might go out,
it’s going...

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         Frog

Idiot fellow

Sorry crossing my hands
By touching the ear 
Reason for been a poet

It's a magic of...

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Her Story 

Her story 
What lies behind the smile 
Whew, Chile.....
Are you ready? This may take a while 
Her story doesn't get told 
As much...

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Resentment builds where grass won't grow,
Where birds don't fly and bugs don't go,
Nothing can ever be sowed,
And water rises and flows and flows.
The roots have...

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Traditional Solitaire potential combinations...

that clenched another win today
February 20th, 2024 
(eight hundred and ninety yesterdays ago 
since June 13th, 2021)
original crafting date of following poem,
when...

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