Permitted Poems - Poems about Permitted

"write, right?" it was wrote it is written: it will be alright as i look down down at my feet but have to think as if i'm Wittgenstein those really are my feet, right? but even if they are or aren't i can at least say not just to please Hericlitis i'm not stepping in the same stream as i had the day before and looking down downstream i don't see any of the same streams...

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The traffic cop told me you’re in for a fine You should not dishonour the speed limit sign Which made little sense My driving license Said, (in black and white) tear along dotted line...

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A love lives inside a tiny thought that’s born inside my heart each day She’s more than a memory, and a valued part of the joy that in my world stays And the thought of her is like the sun which at the break of dawn does rise For just as the sun shines its first golden rays, in that same way does shine her eyes And the thought is a valued treasure full...

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I. They are too much supper And never enough. The stomach Drops as does a basket of apples too heavy for the Hands that carry it. Yet, each green orb is So delightful, that to pluck even one from Its woven nest seems wasteful. I do not intend to feed the birds. II. Intensity of Romantic Hope never comes To dinner without her companion,...

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Spooling southward on shattered wing- I ache to fold from life’s cruel sting! (I’d rather die, than say goodbye) Because I can’t repent this suffering (A reinvention of 'No Assembly Required')...

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He stood upon my porch Poised and ready to knock Yet, I had to open the door Before his hand hit the surface I immediately greeted him, Asking him to enter, take refuge From the seasons brutality “Kind sir?” he started with a whisper “Why have you allowed me loneliness in the cold?” I have seen his face many times But never before now, have...

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