January Games Poems

Remember when we used to play
In our backyards every day
We built castles in the sand
And chased each other hand in hand

Remember when we used to...

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Football, for long a game of kicks, 
To viewers oft of bare fists, bricks,
At times a show of gun,
At others filled with fun,
But now more...

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S- Sport of moving on skis as a recreation
K- Kind of Nordic and Alpine in race motion
I- Illumine the action of roving over snow
I- Ignite...

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Skillful art 
Kindles heart 
Inspiring...
Intriguing...
Nerves inflame   
Glitzy game


17 January 2023...

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Stunningly scampering snowy week sailings soar
Kinesthetically hovering more and more 
Incredibly intriguing impressive chill thrills, 
Ineffable curves and crawls betwixt snowy hills
Normal natural, yet, novel...

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"Blow on the dice and let them roll,"
says those who trust their lives to chance.
Allow cruel fate to take control.
"Blow on the dice and let...

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So, I’m a Nazi poet because I promote wearing a mask,
Why do people write such ridiculous indictments, I ask?
‘Tis no problem if you believe differently...

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Heads I win, tails you lose, what’s your excuse
to play the game joyfully, anyway?
Orientation tranquil, we each choose,
not allowing our attention to sway,
living moment to...

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They say they want to play
their games in shades of grey
as smiles hide their deceit 
and lead our souls astray.

The words they speak so sweet
like...

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Come my child come, to show you the way

Life is not a game that one could play 

It's an adventure we ought to live

No matter...

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Twirling around the glossy smooth floor
Racing with friends on roller-skates
Tossing my hair as I glide across the room
Feeling so certain that this is my destiny

Weaving...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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I am the master of my fate - William Ernest Henley


Universe shelters deceit in crimson reflections of hope

Why and what now where to on the...

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beneath ashen skies i walk on
though the shadows of darkened days
where in life's game i am the pawn
moving about within its haze

i shift about as...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XX

IF you pull a long-haughty face
Some would not your game play
What irks you most is not their...

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