Change Personification Poems

Hey there dope fiends,

It’s me, your addiction. The thing you can’t 
live without. Your job has tied you to me.
The out of town family would...

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12 when I wrote this, from the perspective of a mushroom.

My gills grasping at air, but the grass is not too far;
My scales glimmering stupidly...

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At times I wonder to myself why did I even let him back too my life when he lied and betrayed me not once but...

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TIME


Precise and constant it marches on.
It waits for no one, yet will stop to heal a broken heart.
Measured in thousandths of a second by swimmers
And...

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I am the mountain that stands still in the sky,
casting away doubt to all questions why
I stand with strength, the same you are granted
Sharing the...

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Sugar Maple was a beautiful tree
Just as pretty as a tree can be
With a solid and straight trunk so strong
And reaching ever up with graceful...

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Here I am, Shake & Bake in the Far Out West
     where they now smoke down and out, their
  ...

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Had she gone missing before I met and fell in love with her,
Neither of us would have experienced any sense of loss.
She would have remained...

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 I am a metaphor for tears,
born from murky clouds,
pouring gracefully or rampantly,
in a choreography of liquid grace,
dancing to the sound of pitter patter,
upon rooftops...

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Ineffably, I explore the width of the earth, my sillage an ode to life. Smile of serenity.
I lotus, exude wisdom as I age in stage,...

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Good morning, Spring.

I saw you yesterday for the first time in 2024.
I did not know how long you had been standing
there. My wife saw you...

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Please don’t think that I can’t see you
As I’ve got the most incredible eyes
Which move independently from each other
Although I’m known as a master of...

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Beguiled risks sensitive alterations
that redesigned unknots and cutup trice
as the fresh teases through the looking glass
exposing timepiece resemblance glossed spilled.
Bemused forgives absence, mindful at hand,
tenuously...

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The Night beguiles and bewitches me 
as shadow deepen and lengthen
The moon shyly peeps out at me
then bursts out in splendid stateliness.

Now clouds drift across...

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*Inspired by a comment Marikate Kingston made on one of my poems.

Not for contest.



First I was small, shorter than flowers around me
The world was so...

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