Best Fifty Four Poems

I remember you
Say casts feel like huge cream puffs
devouring your leg...

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Two-Fifty-Four
©2012 C. Brent Cloyd

I bought a new scale at the Wal-Mart store.
Made it secure and level on the floor.
I took a breath, then stepped on.
The digits I saw made me moan.
Surely, I do not weigh two-fifty-four!

Let’s balance the scale, then I’ll try once more.
Adjusted proper,...

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Up before dawn 
On this sixth July morn
My eyes are still firmly closed
I make my way sleepily
To my west facing balcony
Adorned in warm fleecy robe
Gently rubbing the sleep
From my half open eyes
Looking forward to 
my morning surprise

Lighting up the sky
She is glistening so brightly 
Her...

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I'm not quite as crazy as I want to be yet....

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