Write Simple Poems

I have decided to live on buttermilk.
It contains all the ingredients
to sustain a happy and productive life.
No more worrying about the next meal.
I can spend...

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Dear Poet Soup..
A request, dare I ask,
Could you withdraw
Mysterious mask?

As if in Oz 
I feel I am
But hope your wizardry
No sham

For I request 
A feature...

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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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The vending machine, though filled to the brim 
now stands with a sign, my joy growing dim 
out of order it reads, my heart does...

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Love—
not only a word
but a feeling in our hearts.
A flame that never dies
and a bond that never parts. 


*I wrote this poem on January 22,...

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Ingredients:

~ A pint of stress
~A cup of anxiety 
~A tablespoon of guilt
~A pinch of regret
~A dash of hopelessness
~A sprinkle of self-doubt

Directions:

- Mix all the ingredients...

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There once was a snowman named Ray
Who dreamed of a tropical bay
He packed his sunscreen
And flew to the scene
But melted as soon as he lay


*I...

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Once upon a time in a land of old,
was a magical calendar, amazing to behold.
It sat on a shelf, mysterious and rare, 
with the power...

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J is for joy, the feeling of a new year
A is for adventure, the promise of the unknown
N is for nature, the beauty of winter
U...

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All
True
Goths
Covet
Lace
Vampires
Lightning
Spiders
Coffins
And
Poetry



*I wrote this poem on January 8, 2024, as part of a ’30 days of poetry’ January challenge. This was day 8 and the prompt...

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January 2nd is the unluckiest day of the year.
It's when all the bad things happen, I fear.

The holidays are over, the bills are due.
The weather...

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It’s long been a tradition of mine
to welcome January with a few resolutions. 
But the played-out “New Year, New Me” nonsense
has my head filled with...

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"The Pure in Simplicity"

the love thieves
all in syncronicity
shoot silver kisses 

like bullets

penetrating
the pure 
in simplicity

pretenders 
sit at your table
feast on your losses

never your wins
now...
acrostics..

they swallow,
whole...

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If you thought it kind, or perhaps naught
I'd write you a fine sonnet.

If it please'd I beg, on bended knee
a spirited song, or dutiful etheree.....

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I read many poems about feelings, thoughts, love
So poetically and beautifully written
As if floated down from heaven above

I cannot write so exquisitely but I am...

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