Husband Freedom Poems

Coping with Agoraphobia well you are basically pent up 
in your home for me it finally took it's toil my therapist 
came to my home...

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Go now! I shall stay amidst my woe,
My soft heart twitches with affliction.
Fleeing condemnation,  I will go!
A cold man of science; is no show.
Obscene...

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Intimidation traumatized by fear my ex husband a copy cat arsonist 
had begun a strange sorted affair I would say leading up to this very...

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Raining

It is raining outside. 
I can hear the drops on the roof. 
They are loud, 
and getting louder all the time. 
My heart seems to...

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The Waves

We walk along the shore together. 
We stop, and look out upon the sea. 
Words come to the surface, 
and sink again, 
unspoken. 

You...

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I heard a man is coming to
speak at a local college soon,
some students had invited him,
to hear an outside point-of-view.
But then a loud majority
got up...

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We stayed out late at night: back then;
In the warmer months of the season
We would go down to the lake for fun.

If it hadn't been...

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Bill Shakespeare is wanted for hate speech,
His study’s surrounded with tape.
The local police were slow to react,
He may already have made his escape.
There’s a chance...

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The Tricky Chirp

The nester bird comes to live, 
in a nest, they did not make. 
Yet... the bird, 
feels right at home 
and not alone...

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Caring and The Job

The caretaker got out of the car. 
She went to the back, 
opened the door, 
and pulled her ward out too. 
He...

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Thought Police

Be careful what you say, 
be careful who you say it to. 
It might be heard... 
by someone that does not like it!

They will...

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Ashes and Thirst

Evil comes in all shapes, and all sizes. 
We have all heard this many times... before. 
But how truly large, or small can...

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Unsettled Calm

Why am I writing this, 
when they say... 
really no one cares? 
I don't believe they are right. 
The more "they" try to prove...

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Tick Tock

Tick Tock, the clock keeps moving... 
one moment then the next. 
Sometimes I wish that I could slow it down, 
and make it go...

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The Write

I yawn and stretch. 
I dare to pray... realizing 
it would always be
the best course. 
The smell of coffee 
is pungent on the air....

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