Sister Number Poems

Two houses is what I call home, with two kitchens and a bed in 2 places I roam, I walk the streets without knowing what’s...

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Dearest Lord Jesus, Lord in Your mercy hearken unto me, Thy good and Thy
faithful servant. "Rescue the perishing, pray for the dying, Jesus, (You) will...

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I gave my all to thee
then fell to my knees
feeling robbed.

I was given Risperdal
that released me of rage
against my foolish ways
floating on cloud nine
that held...

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Rounded up
Forgotten pup
No hourglass shape
Like sister eight
Denied the pluck
Of seven's luck
No flashy tricks
For clever six
Lacking the vibe
Of cool kid five
Awkward score
No balanced four
Craves symmetry
Family of...

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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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File Number

364 was especially hard to deal with today. 
The worker made a check in the empty box. 
She used red ink. 

Wife beater, 
drinker,...

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I am child number 8 out of 10 children 7 brothers and 2 sisters, and yes from the same Mrs. and Mr.
   ...

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Precious, earth-bound angels;
Dreaming together; wings overarching
Youthful angels;
Innocence embodied, ignititing pure love sparkling.
Fiercely protective angels;
Joyous laughter, mirthful smiles shine bright.
Gentle, tender, angels;
Softly touching hands and hearts...

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Photostory Number One

cosseted, between
his sister and brother,
the infant’s eyes idolize
their playfulness ~
his sibling’s hands
in flight, peacefully glide,
swooshing
in mid air ~
warmly entertaining.
the arching wings
over him, remind
his...

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Tressa
Loving, kind, quirky, weird
Sister of Joe and Kit
Lover of many, but one in particular
Who feels anger, sadness, and happiness.
Who fears clowns, rejection, and dying alone
Who...

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Life greeted Death
with an epoch
from the depths of dusk
with a dawn,

the sun rose lucid
with it's soft spotted infant rose
now awake,
hanging heavily harnessed
in the steaming swaying...

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Number Twenty-Five

I was the newcomer to the group
A bored and hungry chauffeur
There on a cold day for hot soup,
Sandwich and the attitude de jour

The afternoons...

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