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Do to others as you seek, Let kindness shine, make prayers unique. Even when they mock and scorn, Still bless them from dusk to dawn. For God, in love so deep and true, Held us close when we withdrew. The Word made flesh drew near to stay, Though we had wandered far away. Upon that Cross, in the darkest night, He interceded for us...

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Everyone reads what I write, Except the one it’s meant for. She never do. She never will. And I ask myself, Do these words mean anything, Or are they just a lullaby For a heart that forgot how to sleep? Maybe I write to lie, To pretend silence was a choice, Not a sentence carved into me. I stitched my mouth shut With thread made of shame, The...

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Every word is a choice The notebook page is hungry She needs verbs Her blank page excites me Verbs are my favorites too I give her a teaspoonful of jumping, dancing, and twirling She gulps that down with gusto Gives me a nod I feed her a tablespoon of whirling, skipping and hopping Followed by a cup of adjectives I like her to have a...

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Maturity doesn't come with age, but in silence, through each page turned with care, through inner storms that no one sees, where self-knowledge frees the spirit. Not in crowds or in the spotlight, but in gentle moments, in whispered prayers, we don't yearn for the life that shines, but for the one that speaks in subtle and discreet...

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nested questioned purchasing the opinion of learning theology, profession!! that i may decieve thy goodies believe my suppper platoon, obligations if capable of escape hatch plan with ^ find science method of acting, ahh gold please greatest gratuities and salute many drunk prostitutions for the husbandry laws various diplomatic african anglo appointments satire? still not confident in job mask next trimester suppresion clinique...

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the medical obstruction of justice as opposed to the medical obstruction to justice logic and logical assembly of sentences without derivations nor deviations as i am not the team but the expression of free speech as i am not property, yet i am anothers possession another right is violated, the medical oath is not licensable as the incision into...

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The blank page laughs and begins to dance She bends over and shakes her booty at me Put your petootsie away, I say, but I am smiling She wants words – adjectives, prepositions, verbs Especially verbs! She says, shaking, laughing, dancing She loves the ing-words the best, she is good at them I watch her sparkling, dazzling personality do a two-step Don’t...

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Blank page seems to say More than I can conversate Muse is so rude she left today I’m left confused feeling a way Mind is like insect in a web Spider there it won’t go well Trapped by the void of life Times we start over and must write Who saw a stick and said pencil Who saw tree as paper mental I...

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The Blank Page When romantic plots and tales are sought In the aesthetic and creative mind, At first unseen within the empty page Themes of lyrical verse are there to find. Where an artist...

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Life through colours prime colours, colours, prime That can change with time. Changing as I age Start the whitest page. Youth with colours bright blended, blended, right Stay within my sight. I’ll remain on view stay on view, on view This is what I’ll do I’ll refuse to fade will not fade, not fade My foundations made. As I change with age Colour up the page. ...

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Water drips from the tree limb in winter And I watched the grapes multiplying on the vine My heart is crying out for spring but Summer is when the oracle begins When the fruits begins to ripe and And the warmth began to flow I will show you which way to go Turn the page and read the lines Turn the page and...

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I started a new book in the New Year, My new poems will cover that book. At night it doesn't knock on your door, My thoughts are living on Facebook. I followed people, who knew lives mine, I said to a man who can understand life. Oldest people are losing down over time, The young still have not started...

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Morning Turns the Page Night lies softly across the beach, as delicate as a black, silken scarf, while, underneath its dark veil, the sea is blue tissue paper with whitened finger tips wrapping an early morning present. Then night, like nature’s magician, magically removes it’s black disguise allowing early morning light to reveal its gift - an awakening beach washed by...

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The Empty Page It sat there at my student desk In wait of task to tend. Write a poem, the teacher urged, Your thoughts to paper, penned. Intently, I perused the sheet, Pale white and yet unmarked. It lay there teasing my first move, “Don’t leave me unremarked.” This paper, college ruled and prim, Well-bleached and full of aughts, Stared blankly back at me to...

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I took a long walk to the park While holding my book and pen in both hands Upon arriving, I looked all around And noticed a brown bench that looks extremely antique I sat down quietly staring at a blank page Just trying to form words together in my mind So I could create a perfect first chapter Ten minutes later I still...

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