Change Personification Poems

and for our fifth anniversary, wood;
at that age love’s roots are hopeful, flexible,
damp: feeling fresh earth with fingers 
stretching and toes padding. A landscape found.

My...

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I am the youngest of 12, and I'm told that I bring lots of goodness and joy.
Perhaps you have already met my siblings because they've...

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Baitha tha kashti me... 
"Wo bola ye manjil tak jayegi... "
Toofaan aaya raste me... 
Kise tha pata kashti doob jayegi...
mushkil se tehrana sikha samandar me......

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While walking this morning I met the renowned artist; Fall
He had dressed the sidewalks and streets with his outstanding pieces of art 
Thrilled by the...

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When do mistakes happen? 
What makes a miracle real?
Who decides what value is worth? who thought of us? who painted the canvass of hills that...

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When poetry steps off the page,
It has come of age,
And is ready for life as a sage.

When poetry steps off the page,
It can many voices...

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Let me be me
And share what I feel,
Let me be me
And know what I need…
Let me be angry
Let me grieve,
The pain is intense
Let me heave…
Let...

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Morning has risen
the sky is showing off
a bit more enthusiasm than i
with my ears hanging 
off the edge of the bed
my worried look shows
through the...

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A light shines in my path to where there is a joy that is unspoken.

A release in my soul that cannot be explained like a...

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Oceana

Oceana flings her sequined petticoats
Upon the sands
As if to toss the seaweed 
From the
Swirling edges
While she dances with the wind
With each turn she swings her...

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When I have a behaviour filled with cruelty,
She kindly holds me in her arms to let me feel guilty,
As if a little goddess appears from...

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Winter’s body is a car boot sale, a mosaic of the seasons and shifts, 
the breezes and breaths of a year’s footsteps, gone.

The battered wheels...

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GOD I NEED YOU SO MUCH I JUST WANT TO FEEL YOUR TOUCH.

I NEED YOU LIKE THE AIR THAT I BREATHE THE WATER THAT I...

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I am an old porch
Leaning in on a bent back
Weathered and rotting

Aha! Something enticingly fun
comes into view
turning me into my butterfly self.

Orange and dotted, 
flitting...

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we play spin the bottle like children pulling wings off flies
no care full abandon no threat of the truth the next the 
tomorrow the what...

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The best I could hope for was a lame or weak animal, 
limping along, not able to catch up with their tribe.
My cubs are hungry,...

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They tried to break me but all I did was bend 
The same people that call themselves my friend 
Are the ones who want me...

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I would rather be Independent 
Than be a picture in his frame
The rules have changed but this is not a game
Would rather stand on my...

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Dear Santa Claws, for Christmas I’d like a new chew bone; I’ve been a real good dog this year; I don’t even bite the cat,...

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The bonfire warms me at first, but swiftly turns from nurturing and loving 
to raging, and venomously hungry.  She is giving off a vicious,...

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