Childhood Blitz Poems

writing is life 
writing is feelings
feelings that need release 
feelings that need telling 
telling feelings in stories 
telling in syllables 
syllables falling on paper 
syllables...

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Landscape lost in the past
Landscape of my memory
Memory reflects time ingrained in
Memory of twilight gleam
Gleam that swathed the horizon
Gleam that wrapped the blue hills
Hills rolled...

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Snow Flakes
Shook down on me 
Dust of snow 
A feeling of incredible warmth 
Although the cold strikes my bones
A familiar scene appears as the snowflakes...

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The beam and delicious chomp of cherry.
The contemplation of a banana split dream.

My lovely, so pretty, adorning a manhattan.
The fruit does fatten the red of...

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Playing my guitar
playing Christmas songs
songs that echo from my childhood
songs of memories made
made in fantasies
made in dreams
dreams built from flavors
dreams built from stories
stories family told
stories...

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There are always consequences
Even when we think we are free of any consequences,
Because others have in the past shouldered all consequences.

How can we expect to...

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A child's soul was once priceless,
A child's soul was once beyond the reach of most things evil,
A child's soul was once safe in the hands...

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Lord im tired.. 
Can u hear my cries 
Trying to make it 
Every step im getting aggravated 
Tired of being tired 
Keeping me here 
Living...

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Don’t baby your babies when they are five.
Don’t carry them into kindergarten.
Kindergarten is for learning.
Kindergarten is for sharing.
Share your woes with adults.
Share your philosophy with...

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Jingle bells
Jingle all the way
Way off key
Way to forget the bottle of wine
Wine and dine 
Wine stains the tablecloth red
Red and orange fires flickering ...

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When I come out of the security
I come out to earn a dignity.
When I enter a room called class
I see the world outside my window...

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Smile little child
Smile for me
Me who is you
Me who cries
Cries for her
Cries because
Because I knew
Because I was there
There is no excuse
There was a way
Way back...

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