Write Repetition Poems

You say you're old, but I don't see it
Your wrinkles are just lines of wisdom
Your hair is not gray, but silver
Your eyes are not dull,...

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Remember when we used to play
In our backyards every day
We built castles in the sand
And chased each other hand in hand

Remember when we used to...

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O Mardi Gras, how I long for thee
The carnival season of music and glee
The colorful floats, the beads, and the masks
The joyful crowds, the drinks,...

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Slumber can wait, as twilight calls
Paper and pen quiet the rage
Transported down memories’ halls
Time’s passage, like print on a page

Through the flowing ink, words appear
Musings...

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I'm afraid to look into your eyes because I might never look away
I'm afraid to be with you because there might never be a better...

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There’s a loneliness to her style, it’s true.
No sense of direction or means of success.
A cautionary tale for men with no clue. 

With icy tone...

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Mission
By Luciana Fisher

Give yourself permission.
Permission to think, 
Permission to rethink
Permission to talk
Permission to walk away
Permission to sit still 
Permission to make noise 
Permission to write
Permission...

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Dastardly the deviant demon    
has been depressed and despondent.
Despite that, downstairs in his dank dungeon,
he decisively decided,
to devise a despicable design.

Departing from...

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When I write I feel right
Checking in from within.

What else can I say other
then I do it for the pen.

I do it for the pen...

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Thank you for giving my first triolet a chance,
figuring it out was a challenge. At first glance,
I typed A-B-a-A-a-b-A-B to start.
Thank you for giving my...

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In the book of fire 
& 
all that blazes
In the words of praises, 
Burning fast
They are hard bright
…it blares white.

This is my desire 
But...
What is...

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My “To do list”
Still written daily on paper by pen
I have been doing this so many decades
Each morning over and over again

I am very dependent...

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Yesterday,
The moon was still standing there
Looking gayer and harmless.

Yesterday, the stars looked in awe
When I gave up on the world 
And reached out for these...

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I SOMETIMES WONDER

I sometimes wonder, just where does my poetry comes from
As, I just write the words, and then watch the poem become

Whilst standing at...

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Come on!!!

Every sacrifice has a price
Every sacrifice comes with a prize
You lose to win
You win to lose

Hey Sky!!!
You clamour for the stars ,
Yet hold on...

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