Art On The Spot Poems

Thou wretched spot, thou churlish little knave,
canst thou in truth believe thine own deceit?
Engendered by thy lusts, thou art a slave,
ensconced by thy morality’s retreat.

Ye...

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sift through the wind
set of course as the Albatross tread
look at the mountains breathless
the sign in the field evokes fear
try to stop the parting tear
all...

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My ears are warm 
Ones burning up
I'm so tired 
I could sleep for a month.

The rain is cold
I need to awake
As I'm going to a...

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The wind is strong 
The noise is loud
The thunder clapps
Within the clouds.

Rain starts to pour
Hail aswell
The sun will shine again
But not yet i can tell.

The...

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I missed one day
Even though i said 
I would submit a poem
Everyday from then

Having a night without mymy kids
Time well needed the break is due
Even...

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The day was great
sunshine no rain
calm and a tad boring
but then my day became.

hectic as all the rest
kids n dinner
the nights calm and not cold
that's...

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This spot, this spot, so firm and alive
It grows gracious hands, living to give
To enhance all lives... much like their own
They help the masses, one...

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PORTRAIT OF SPOT

mr. Picasso
we have a strange cat named spot.
spot is mainly white
save for this splotch on his nose, 
pure black and triangular

now some cats...

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