Best Presumptions Poems

Sketch the sunset leaving today behind,
sinking in the footsteps of yesterday.
And feel the ripple of all life combined,
empty your thoughts; take all but love away.

Emblazon...

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Have you seen a Rockwell 1950's Lemonade Wars?
Two girls, both white of course,
dressed for YoungRepublican success
scowling at each other on a pristine deserted street
of the...

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Hey there, Rag doll!
I'm folding into a bowled, 
bold mix and
I'm in knead of a partner.

First come. First served.

Lying in a daydream -
I see you...

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Salute to a Man of Mud with an Unblemished Heart 
Rommel E. Gabitan

Clouds of mud cover his forsaken face
His hair showing strands of entangled complexities
His...

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I am he,  the creator of life & death 
& with life I gift you,  your every breath. 
But I am he, ...

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am he,  the creator of life & death 
& with life I gift you,  your every breath. 
But I am he,  the...

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I AM HE THE SOULS
I AM HE THE SOULS CREATOR

am he,  the creator of life & death 
& with life I gift you, ...

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"Do you know such a work place
with racial discrimination?"
Asked some *****sapiens  friends
who aren't so tall but with fair complexion.

By the way, you can...

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Dearest Sons
and dearest Cinderella StepSister,
I regret ways I have failed each of you.

From today's view of memory clips,
frames as farms of teaching-learning times,
my Great Lover...

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Supposed that life is not a limitation
Supposed that it stands, strips each and every casement of the mysteries
Penetrate the time limits
Penetrate the gray shutter

An illegible...

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It interests me to peer past the drafting
and rewriting shoulder
of Thomas Jefferson,
unhappy slave-owner,
and John Adams,
with domestic slave-owner nuisance issues,
and other principle writing minds 
of original...

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expectations blurred the page
of motherhood.  I thought it through,
each point of view. My plans were laid

a shade of pink, a hue so new
would come...

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Every life has courage
Every life can see the light
Every life can see the truth 
Every life is a priceless piece

Every day can be trailblazing
Everyday dialect...

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i wonder when your seventy
will you be just as kind
a little old lady wearing glasses
aged by troubles and time

i wonder when your seventy
will you remember...

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When I was just a little boy,
Attending Sunday school,
The story of Methuselah
Outshined the golden rule.

He was just like Rip Van Winkle,
A kind old gentleman,
Who lived...

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