Forty Two Poems - Poems about Forty Two

Already noticeably marked increase in daylight yours truly courtesy affected qua heliotropic phenomenon finds me noggin gently being tugged upward and westward ho toward sun after dark mine talking head rests downward and eastward. Soon very indistinct environmental intimations regarding onomatopoeic ubiquitous murmurings, whereby old man winter ever so faintly relinquishes, loosens, forsakes... Judas Priest iron maiden grip upon emergent biosphere suddenly awakened when Mother Earth generates invisible signals transmitted across world wide...

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February second - requires one with acute hearing to cock, and ear turnips tickling the nose nostrils delicate hairs (instagram ideal outlook) subtly, markedly, lively..., yet gently flair soon harkening shrieks of delightful analogous funfair no stranger to Renaissance Faire of pitch perfect gamesomeness will seem as... otherworldly pleasant ah heaven sent giftware, where all creatures great and small sing psalms, upon arrival when hardware trappings of winter...

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Forgive me for falling in love with you; I never meant to…...

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The leg that launched a thousand haiku when healed must remain to form true....

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The Smashing Pumpkins, shake down nineteen seventy-nine Cool kids never held the signs; and we don't even care, as restless As we are; hung down, with the freaks and ghouls ? Knowing that Paul told His Timothy, tis not 'Our Heavenly Father's Will,' to entangle oneself within wordly Affairs this, being a good soldier; within Faithful's ranks, while...

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A friend of a friend has a husband who left; He quit after forty-two years. His wife is a wreck – she’s distraught and bereft And is drowning in buckets of tears. To make it all worse, she has problems with health So will struggle to be on her own, As fate, like a robber with devious stealth, Has made off with...

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I know it's hard... for you to turn the page, especially when you don't want this chapter to end it's more love than hate, you can't do what you undid the present is here and that means that the past was late no need for me to spell it out or abbreviate, no resuscitation just...

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