Short Lave Poems

red lave at most
at end gray ash
and black stones...

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K iss me with passion

I mpossible to resist you

S incere is my love

S lave is my heart


M y sentiments are burning

E ver, forever, I will love you...

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I ncredibly tired, can't close my eyes.
N eeds to count sheep, or bottles of beer.
S lave to the grind of sleeplessness. 
O utstretched and uncomfortable.
M aking myself crazy counting backwards and forward.
N eed some "Sleepy Time" tea!!!!
I may never sleep again.
A lways grumpy the next day....

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Inflatable Swan 


I thought it would be fun to ride a  wave 

on my inflatable swan and just lave

in my  pink bikini

everyone came to  see  me

swan took a dive,  top gave way with a rave


10/14/2016

Contest Name; LAUGHTER IS THE BEST MEDICINE LIMERICK CONTEST 
Sponsored by ;  JAN ALLISON...

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Love can be sweet calm and tender. Love can be a heart in a Blinder. Love can be joy. Love
can be hate or the sweet kiss on a second date. Love can be hell. Love can be haven or a
small date at seven eleven. Above all others love can hover and float to the sky or lave
you were you want die. so hold fast let love bloom don't take the chance on letting it be
your doom!...

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They all presage for me 
Signal calamity -
Deep etched lines that fall from Saturn’s mount,
Crabbed  islands on wavering lines of fate,
A mole on the southwest corner of the palm,
I stay calm

For I
Have seen the rising sun lave snowy peaks,
Seen ditchwater drowning dreaded kings,
Hunted with the hoary hounds of hell,
And through these all have seen my poems take wings...

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When I am,
I see the world's little beauty and life.
When I'm not,
I see the world for it's disease and death.

When I am,
I have lave, happiness,
and a joy to be alive.
When I'm not,
life's meaningless,
causing me great pain.

When I am,
I write of love
and feeling full of life.
When I'm not,
I write of the world
decomposing from
 pollution, cruelty, and death....

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I can't show that I'm waiting 
I'm not crazy once again
Lave my body for the taking
I'm not alive, This is my sin.

I can't show you that I'm happy
Lay me down now, I'm not     
When I'm crying and I'm laughing
Save these bullets for your head.

I can't show you that I'm lonely
Take this life while I'm asleep
Distant lives now I'm exposing
Changing places this is Deep....

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The dread of dead birds
In the ambient of a stake-out
Is the song of blood

Exists
A slightly higher pitched thought
Like the distances
Lave themselves with silence

Sail away eyes down Attila's ill-whirlpools
Dig out the birds
Which are self-sufficient
Convinced
That the most beautiful voices
Reach
From dead lines in the ground

We need them
At the beginning and the end of love
We always summon them then...

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Hear Me, O God! A broken Heart, Is my best part;
Use still thy rod, that I may prove therein thy love.
If thou hadst not been stern to me, but left Me free, I had
Forgot myself and thee time.
For sin's so sweet, as minds ill bent rarely repent, untill they meet
Their punishment who more can crave than thou hast done,
That gav'st a $on, to free a $lave? first made naught with all
$ince bought ABOVE my loss as sure to win under dive cross six wishes....

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She opened her eyes petal by petal
Peeling away the glory of the sun
And through the tall grass of lashes
A sprig of fevered desires run
Open hearted to the dark pupil's pool
To slake my thirst, and lave dreams. 
A new species of flower bloom here
Dark purple hibiscus on a face most fair
Light glistens in the liquid streams
Of seductive melodies playing softly
Against an old poet's hard agony.
What eyes are these that so commend
Virile virtue to a voluptuous end?...

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Love does not reject
Anyone nor does it respect
The barriers that society
Has built to segregate
As classes aggregate
Beggars at the gate!
Oh, the dread!
But love does not build
Barriers but seeps
Through them like vapour,
Like air.
Love has good thoughts
About all
Even those who stumble
And fall
As lave is left standing tall
Amidst small minds
Of all kinds
As love casts no stone
And picks no bone
Of contention
Not to mention
But to cover all faults
As we all
Are faulty....

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