Funny Missing You Poems

The mail has just arrived,  
come quickly, my pocket holds his words.  
Read me his letter,  
I long to hear his voice....

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i am writing this poem in an elevator while stuck
the light represents the darkness that i feel
i guess i deserved to be literally abandoned by...

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No pen for a pocket  
No purpose with a pull
No left with a reason
No right with a rule
No lessons on Tuesday  
No Wednesday...

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There's a certain cunning ham named Tom
Who once crafted limericks with aplomb
  Lately, no funny new lims
  Has Tom's funny bone dimmed --...

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The Cure

They gave me pills today. 
They wanted to give me a shot. 
I took both, 
but now I wonder... Why?

I went by the store,...

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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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Welcome back PoetrySoup!
What the heck happened
Will we ever know the scoop?
Did the Aliens get you or better yet
Homeland security put your servers on a jet.
Or...

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Magic Blooms
of paint and paper...

You are still here. 
I know it, 
and feel it all the time. 
Today, 
I see it clearly. 
A small card,...

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Empty Vase

We just met, 
and I know we are best friends. 
You will have to believe me, 
I don't have the strength or will to...

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First Impressions
lasting thoughts...

Do you drink, do you smoke, 
do you toke, are you broke? 
What is important to ask, 
but more important to know. 

Did...

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Judging Others…
whimsical law?

It is a kangaroo court, 
and the clowns have just arrived. 
Dressed in suits and ties, 
eating pies.

They think they know best, 
they...

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Keeping Still

The fire has burned low my love. 
I dare not move to fix it. 
You have fallen asleep against my chest.
I feel you breathing.
I...

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Missing You

The wind whispers and I focus my heart to hear.
Are you sending me your words? 
Your thoughts? 

I can think of nothing…but you. 
My...

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Once active, my muse has gone on strike
I said come back, she said go take a hike!

I tried dipping my pen in dark ink
hand on...

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