Best Here We Go Again Poems

Here We Go Again

Sometimes I see it coming.
sometimes I feel it start.
It’s like a storm is brewing,
I start to fall apart.

So much to be happy...

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His eyes are dark, but, there's still a spark. 
There are canyons in his face.
His lungs are gone and it won't be long,
'Till his heart...

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The difference in saying you,
a great big unseen pointed finger, or we.
I didn’t know. Some figurines
wave while others scrutinize with wizened eyes.
The analytic panics, hairs...

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Under 65 degree starry, onyx blanket
Containment of quarter moon identity

A whimsically soothing song exuded
In muffled taps & Prohibition era lyric

In the distance,
Snow-capped mountains reflecting lunar...

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The choices we make in love can surprise
 Because it sees not with the eyes
 It looks within the tender heart
 As its healing power...

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Redeployed in an ugly skin
Pleated and spotted and grumpy within
What I call walking ,they call shuffling
I'm bending down to tie my shoe
While Im down here...

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How I am torn from even thinking we could be more
What reason do I have to change what we already are?
I make an effort to...

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We're Covid free - restrictions lifted
Shop barriers, they have been shifted
But there’s still a queue
For the ladies loo
Weak bladders, us gals have been gifted!

Bars opened...

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i remember you;
giddy little child
with the mona-lisa smile
and sun-burnt hair
as it brushed against
your ivory skin
you were so innocent then

i never saw the sadness
that lingered in...

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~SLY FOX~

There you go again little Sly fox P.D.
Another game of tag and jeopardy.
Clever, clever, little fox so bloodthirsty.
Chaos roams through your veins of liberty.
You...

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Here I go again, focused on myself.
Remembering, analyzing,
Memorializing tragedy.
Thinking, endless thinking.
Suicides, death of grandmas, past loves.
Pining about passions and losses.
The condo I had to let...

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When your boyfriend comes home late at night
               Your chances are...

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Co-wrote by "Mi Amante Alma" - Middle Verse 



If we are both single when we are 30, 
then lets go for a dance, a drink,...

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Being in love is when
Veils of mist vaporize
And swollen buds appear
To brighten jaded eyes.
When they open up
The heart defibrillates;
Then the rush of passion surges
And intoxicates.
...

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Summer’s winding down, it’s chillier with the new born morning dew.
So I ran out to finish painting my house, before caught in winter’s Noose.
Yeah! I...

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