Long Cold feet Poems

I have been reluctant to pen this verse 
Because I don't understand what it was all about
I have been reluctant to pen this verse
Because I don't want anyone to  get hurt
Morning comes and evening...

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Slowly creeping out of winter 
Would it ever be the same 
If I showed up at your door 
Out of breath, out of line 
With a million excuses behind my manic behavior?
A video diary full...

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the Universe, a self-defining everything
  but then, what of the Cosmos wherein we all dwell?
  that big bang blast, forever on a far-flung fling
  from beyond and within which, lurks heaven and...

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Here I am this afternoon thinking
Here I am this afternoon
Looking upon the courage of man

The questions keep coming 
And my spirit keeps growing
And I try my best not to pen this verse
But the pain keeps...

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In Love- Our story ( a sort of Sonnet)

 

That first day in the factory, your eye
had followed me as down the aisle I passed
still lingered moments after I'd gone by,
you vowed then that glance...

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"Blame it on the rain", for business 
on your sunny day, 
though it is a provider for you, 
you provide a poo poo.
World, obstain or remains In your dusty bowl, 
she be more precious than...

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""I mean I have a mission 
at my discretion waking everyday 
in the morning. I know I should be 
delighted but with my head all on 
fire I'm tired, sometimes quite 
beguiled... . "Two tone...

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Suddenly everybody was awaken by the strong tremors
of the early April's earthquake...walls falling all around them,
dust suffocating them as they ran out to the debris-covered streets;
with no slippers and shoes on their cold feet;
people of...

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Hare trigger instincts
always served Roger well
He had an oh, no-no lettuce nose — 
a hyper-keen sense   when to leave
Roger was rabbit good
at knowing when
to skip out    on his responsibilities ...

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My heart waits for you so that our dreams can come true .
My heart aches for you, so remove the guard so that I can be with you 

Days have passed and I kept working...

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i'll be waiting for you on friendly hill with no friends ill be sitting down in lonesome town waitin for 
thee end.memories tell me what's this all about i dont want to hear you shout...

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There was a time in yesteryear
When I had lived alone,
I had come across a certain fear
Of things that dwell below

My mind kept leaping back inside
The dark holes of the unknown
Till one night I felt cruel...

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Joy and smiles characterized the atmosphere to meet my arrival.
Given an identity and welcomed with a bitter and a soft taste.
Deaf to the excitement around me, crying was all i did 
never realizing those were...

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Every weekend,
for months we did work,
Never failing to have fun,
And taking our "beer break"

Months went by, 
And as it got close,
We could see quite clearly,
Though better than most...
Playing 12 hours would
be a daunting task...
Is it...

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Enervated and energized after cold shower
the perfect tonic to gin body though o'clock
wee hours August thirty one two thousand
nineteen - natural buzz to stave off relished
sleep, thus refueled with zest able to chop
chop thru printed...

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Sonnet And Rhyme, A Double Presentation

Are Poets Truly Born To Be Cannon Fodder

Heart struck, blood-let by black arrows thus shot
within soul- can not poetry reward,
those that ink giving freely all they got
playing face up, each...

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Being a child 
Innocent to the world 
Waiting for ice cream 
Vanilla , sprinkles, triple swirls 
Just a flashback on feelings for you girl 
I notice every detail
You are the perfect female 
The service we...

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The A, class people 

there had been a mass outbreak, thefts from the store 
selling fairy tales, honestly, it had nothing to do with me 
It was not me who wrote, if you love a...

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Just to look at this angel is astounding,
She gives me eternal shivers down my spine that shift down and give me cold feet, Her with
a symmetrical spine, wings on both sides with a width far...

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Sitting and waiting for the whistle to blow again twice in just one day,
I sat and watched the various signs, the returning spring across fields,
In a copse there was a wood lark singing also in...

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Sitting and waiting for the whistle to blow again twice in just one day,
I sat and watched the various signs, the returning spring across fields,
In a copse there was a wood lark singing also in...

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A. M.

3.09 am
Still awake I am
Stares at the ceiling, occasionally to my palm or arm
Why? Just silly stuff, silly
Like why do harm, ham and hum sound the same? Haha
Then suddenly my mind is flooded
Thoughts of...

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I drifted to this place	 
When might I drift away?			
Am lost in time and space		
Cold feet encased in clay		

Afraid.  I am offbeat			
Next year I will as well		
Shamefully repeat			
Tucked inside my shell			

Are false masks better...

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Started out with the calendar’s first cold months, started a year with some new reservations.
Ending now with the last cold months, ending the year with some old sense of resignation.
I’ll be yelling out about my...

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The cold feet of winter step slowly
past December’s green leaves and red berries
hung from window sills and door jams.
Brightly wrapped in silver shooting stars
tied tight with ribbons of challis and satin bows,
hope of tomorrow lies...

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