Long Brought back to reality Poems

His reverie ended as he was brought back to reality when he stepped into a patch of deep fresh snow and promptly fell face down in a hollow on the leeward side of a boulder....

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I wrote the Invisible man poems many years ago. These poems, and I have not submitted them all, was for a little girl who died in a road accident. They are a tribute to her...

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Part 1 - Denial set the tone for my transgressions . It all began on this day , the day she decided to help with what I’ve come to know as temporary heartbreak . She...

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The Little Match Girl by H.C. Andersen Part Rewritten By Scarlett G. Rollins
Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening-- the last evening of the year. In this cold...

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Looking down undulating mountains with
Their highs and dips,
Reminding me of your long neck, your breasts,
Your thighs and hips,
Your miraculous face, running my finger down
Your brow, your nose and lips,
Your soft sensuous arms, your hands and...

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I am a girl,
Everyone sees it.

I graciously accept the label,
Twirling in a girls spool,
And playing it up for others.

Sometimes I feel an itch,
In a place I can't reach.
There are times when it quells,
When my voice...

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She walked into the room capriccio, with her hair bouncing and flowing rhythmically. The room is now, acceso with excitement. She walks A cappella,  
yet some kind of charismatic tune, began playing in my...

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TEEN PASSION 

As we walk along the path of a nearby valley, 
Teenagers in love, where the laden fruit trees shake out 
Their shadows onto the green luscious grass, we feel the
Sheer ecstasy of the...

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walking away satisfied
returning home fully recharged
that will change come thursday morning
i will focus my brain on forgetting....until the alarm goes off
as i unpack, i begin to think about how blessed i really am
my friend maurice...

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Mild obscurity 

At the local supermarket, a woman not a day over seventy-five
asked me where she could find unsalted butter spoke 
with an American accent.
What do I know, perhaps, she was related to the Kennedys?...

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You can only say, do, want so much
With a changing mind 
such as my own
darkness to bright lights
im always alone.
2 unknown colors have been mixed together
But such  beauty they have created
Both Rejected by truth...

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In all these years I thought you were gone,
I grieved for you and prayed for the strength that 
I could and would go on.
I hoped and prayed that this was just a bad dream,
That I...

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I step outside 
And breath in the air
And around me now
I stand and stare
At the dead, leafless trees
No, not dead
Just bare
The fallen leaves
Now silent
Sit
Like a towel fallen before the plunge
A carpet of reds and golds
Set...

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In all these years that  I thought you were gone,
I grieved for you and prayed for the strength that I could and would go on.
I hoped and prayed it was just a bad dream,
That...

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Biting her full lips
Her sweet strawberry breath
warms the air around us
 
The breeze of her conversation
dances across my face
Interrogating my tastebuds into life
 
Her simple touch electrifies my skin
As my whole world spins
amid the whirl...

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I walk down the hall 
and see so many hurting faces
I remember how it would feel
to go home and cry everyday
There's always someone in so much pain
That they're all alone and don't know what to...

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