Am I Chasing Death Alone
...Am I Chasing Death Alone
Life is short
Alone or with someone
Being single
Less trouble
Easier on your wallet
I’m kind of selfish
No Kids
Peace and quiet
Lonelyness I’ve become
Iso...
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Categories:
no kids, lonely,
Form: Rhyme
Mars Has No Wars
...It's not red, like they said.
It's white, green, pink, blue
And all other fascinating hues.
Not the grays I am used to.
I was told there is no air here,
Yet every breath is crisp and sheer
N...
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Categories:
no kids, imagination, philosophy, war,
Form: Rhyme
Deprived of your Love Contest
...What is the shore without the sea
Aimlessly wondering watery dreams
Deferred desolate depressed empty
Is how I am without love in me
That one true love for which one is blind
Without it there ...
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Categories:
no kids, bird, blue, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
one trick pony
...one trick pony
the man was too corpulent to dress in lime green and lemon yellow
yet it was his colored grapefruit vest that identified him with the ponies
sometimes a man does what he ...
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Categories:
no kids, animal, dark, death, loss,
Form: Free verse
Wasted Life
...He Don’t go outside he’s got too much fear
He’s brain is fried from weed and Gear
He’s got no kids and hes got no wife,
he’s got no friends he’s got no life
He’s got trippy tunes running round...
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Categories:
no kids, anxiety, death, drug,
Form: Free verse
Halloween
...When I was a kid free candy was a dream
And the only reason to enjoy Halloween
I never was one to wear spooky clothes
I was the princess nurse or singer you know
I became a mom and did delight...
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Categories:
no kids, america, angst, anxiety, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme
No war, just love
...No war, just love
Peaceful kind hearts need us to come into our life
I am afraid, I had death feelings, no love kind like
… Emma, passed our lives.
… No kids.
… No kinds.
… Passed loves.
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Categories:
no kids, life, love,
Form: Free verse
Once Upon a Long Ago
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~ Once upon a long ago...
Three kids were raised on my family's farm
I am the middle child who spent more time
working in the fields with Dad, my Galahad,
for I found household...
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Categories:
no kids, childhood, memory,
Form: Rhyme
Home
...Home wasn’t all the apartment I’ve had a bed in
Or the house where I finally had my own room
It was in my mothers arms and
In my fathers late drunken talks
Home isn’t the blue painted room I w...
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Categories:
no kids, anxiety, cat, change, emotions,
Form: Free verse
Less Is Better
...As I walk and wander around these are the changes
I have found.
Children text they don't talk anymore.
They hardly use bins just throw trash on the floor.
No kids in the park on swings and ...
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Categories:
no kids, change,
Form: Free verse
The Tragedy of Reginald King, Part V
...V.
Reg did nothing but embrace her,
it seemed like the right thing to do,
she said, “Let’s just go back to bed,
it’s much nicer lying with you.”
The next day, while he was dressing
ro hit the...
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Categories:
no kids, history, lost, love, myth,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
I'D Want
...I'd want to grow old with you
Watch you have grey hair day by day
See you forget to put your make up on
Cause you fine with how you aging
I'd want to see you fall asleep
As we watch our favou...
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Categories:
no kids, absence, appreciation, beauty, love,
Form: Free verse
Real Not Fiction
...Real Not Fiction
A hole is a hole said the Mule
As he stuck his stump up a slapper
This saying was mirrored by another
Who told a story of his friends
And what recently happened
One long term...
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Categories:
no kids, hurt, journey, romance, sad
Form: Verse
Go Out and Play
...We went out for a ride and for a bite just before sunset.
As we drove along the two-lane highway, we watched ...
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Categories:
no kids, children,
Form: Narrative
False Accusations, Part Ii
......His starting point, after much hustling,
was a diner at the edge of the town,
the man who had once built massive bridges
now spent his days at work frying hash browns.
Working for a pittance, ...
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Categories:
no kids, abuse, evil, loss, lost
Form: Epic
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