Short Spirts Poems

Listless her body becomes
Her last breath and her journey's begun
In Life ever after she is joined again
With your father, family and friends
Their spirts continue through those they've sown
Donna, Dean and Darlene as they are known
In God's kingdom they will become,
like hear on earth when they were one...

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spirts crest upon a lower chest
seeking it's misfortune
bodies once awaited
forever now vanished
dreams floated abouve;
uncompleted
Anger locked inside
never released to the open
regrtes never apoligized 
all your suffres 
all your pains
they don't leave when you do
but rather hang in the air
patronizing you...

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Over the crys of seagulls
gods whisper loudest
over rain, and children voices
heavens open, declaring
'Sorrow is a pagan mask,
to scare the spirts
of envy away!'.
In Summer, tides rise
longest, crustaceans
crawl highest, only
to be devoured sooner
on bleached seagull sands
warming, burning, leaving
a decaying, vanishing shell....

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November December January February
Dark cold bleak
It can 
If we let them
Lead us into the dark
Only
If
We let them
We need to let the warmth 
Of the starry night
Transform
The night
To brighten our spirts
and
To let us feel 
the warmth just out of reach
And when 
suddenly
We feel the warmth that is next to us
All 
A 
Long...

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Ah, in a welcome ease my heart connects, 
where everything’s not about you and me, 
texting friends and having fun; here I can let myself 
know who I am—but here I am, and I am 
still here, letting my spirts absorb I am what I am, 
and that’s how I calmly shape my wisdom.
O fairest Muse of my desire, embrace my mind
into the baby’s breath of your verse, I beg!...

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