Memories- Our Country of Past
...Memories of a country past
Growing up in a simpler time
when things were unplugged
fresh air was the norm
playing ball with family and friends
riding bike fast on the gravel, scrapped knees
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Categories:
egger, freedom, growth, memory, patriotic,
Form: Free verse
Finding the Women In Me
...Well what can I say im living life and I'm okay I felt scared as a child that I would pay for the mistakes that was made along the way from myself and the people that brought me up this way feeling a...
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Categories:
egger, beauty, birth, blessing,
Form: ABC
A Poet's Confession
...It is like a drunk
or addict reaching that 'so called' stopping off point. That point
where one can't imagine life with or without the fix. Writing is like that.
Obsessive, progressive, addictive....
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Categories:
egger, appreciation, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Harry Koo Loo
...Call me 1 Eyed Harry koo loo
From shy town,kalamazoo
No ham and egger here
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Categories:
egger, funny, humorous,
Form: Haiku
Nowhere Man
...Nowhere Man
Star dust, the stuff of a fool’s dreams.
Oh !!!, to travel upon star dust streams
- that glorious, never ending journey -
into the realms, the space of many.
This old spirit, see...
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Categories:
egger, history,
Form: Rhyme
Ham 'N Egger, Desperate
...off hours,
quiet heartbeat,
soft breathy moisture,
deep bed warmth,
a cold creased topcase,
quiet dark stillness,
with metronome broken,
carpet closeness,
around casement shadows,
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Categories:
egger, life, morning, work,
Form: Free verse
The Step Above
...I found out on the step above,
The death of him, my only love.
My body froze on current path,
A wedding we were short to have.
At such a loss, my mind did leave,
And now I find, I cannot griev...
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Categories:
egger, lost love, sadday, me,
Form: I do not know?
Insidious Poison
...Subtle you are and cunning in skill,
Bleed me through words, you long to instil.
History lies, for once you were kind,
Lover of mine, was it I who were blind?
You played me like child, lost in ...
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Categories:
egger, angst, introspection, lost loveme,
Form: I do not know?