Anniversary Internet Poems

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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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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The New Preacher, 
“Hear My Words”

Are you listening. 
I am saying things very clearly. 
You need to keep trying. 
Are you talking to me?
Am I...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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Mirror Mirror

Do not lie. I know that you want to. 
I know that you may need to.  
I am broken, and soon…
You will be...

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Dark Times

Times we celebrate, to be who we are not. 
Bleak times, diseased remembrances. 
Why?
You know.
You know because deep inside…

You have hid under a blanket...

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A Wedding Day

Cleaning the church is a privilege. 
I go every Saturday, humbly to serve. 
It is not a boast, it is small gratitude paid,...

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Today is Enough

The morning came early. 
In fact I was up all night. 
I watched the coming and going…
of the stars.

God’s work ever at hand,...

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Rule Breaker

Risk taker, warrior maker…
Stand tall. 
He is with you. 
Do not fear, what they may say…
as they would say it any way, 
if you...

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What is lust
Lust is a 
Substitute for
Strength...

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I'm sorry you can't hang,

but to get the lead to sustain,
or a weave to remain- 
here is a divide we must range...

To get high is...

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one short score and five ago
it wasn't so - that streams
flowed in airless wires

that Dolby heard symphonic
on hand phones was absurd

that art could be a...

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Who am I?
Am I defined by what is near in sight?
Am I defined by what I have done,
Or am I defined by what I could...

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As tears flow from my reddened eyes
I can see what I have purely missed
As I look up to the dark grey skies
I will always remember...

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To sit in the confines of knowledge
At a desk the colour of porridge

An air of unescapable heat
At a desk the colour of wheat

The lure of...

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