Best Pencil It In Poems

From childhood it was a world of two...you and I...
I leaned lightly, leisurely against your heart and you let me in.

We were five I use...

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A reflection of the coloured pencil drawn sky
skates on the glass smooth surface below it.
While a rebellious group of shades take their positions 
on a...

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just within reach?

things!
lots of things!

stuff one could collect,
especially graphic novels
with a writer that made you wish
you had a photographic memory
so you would never forget even...

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You could say:  
       Variety attracts a free spirit, a soul with curiosity - 
   ...

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Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles...

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An innocence we used to know
As morning dourly turns to night
Entombed beneath an ashen snow 

A cell phone yearning for hello
With hopes of answer growing...

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A clutter of wood and dust and cobwebby corners,
And dappled sun shining through dirty windows;
On his work table a drawing; a project in progress,
And tin...

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There's a defender among us, a friend who never surrenders or concedes
No thief is he, who offers encouragement to people with his kind deeds

A rapscallion,...

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In temporal shades of pastel hue
abides a subject on debut.
Upon his brow the pencil bled,
sketching life through words unsaid,
etching strife through hints of blue.
 ...

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A lot of acquaintances deemed me lucky, and I knew I was,
For I had a successful life, when all could have been chaos.

I had a...

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You’re all in charge of authoring a story
Of love and humor, suspense and glory
You’re writing starts with your very first thought
And doesn’t end til your...

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there is a path leading to a journal of time, 
it reveals beauty within verses of fine rhyme- 
it shields her pain when she desires...

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Today I thought I lost my keys
And knowing what’s at stake,
I searched like crazy, but my husband
Took them by mistake.

An hour later, for a class
Of...

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"Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower there is no more, in the leafless root there is no less"...

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I stepped in for my first colonoscopy. I was nervous everyone could see
I had a choice to be awake or put out if I was...

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