Bustle About Poems - Poems about Bustle About

...Sitting in it. The evening sunlight stretched across my lap like a thin blanket just meant to keep my legs warm. Birds chirp as they nestle in the trees. Their mother's outstretched arms. Fairie......

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...Humans are a social species, the men in white coats, whom we have been taught to trust, persuade us. Mr. President mills about, run-of-the-mill if you will, running the mill of the party, the ga......

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...I sat at my desk in the early hours of the morning listening to the words of the mighty one calling “windows to my soul” kept warning. I didn’t question it, I didn’t understand it, I just commit to ......

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...Shamefully dull, life would be, Without seasons to nourish me. Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall, Nature’s blessings the nourish us all Apathetic and harsh, winter is, With arctic gales that pierce ......

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...Sugarcane Butterflies Over the tarred road lies a land we seldom search of whispering winds through sugarcane hills, spills of sunlight chilled on butterfly wings carrying me graciously through......

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