So Poems - Poems about So

I want so badly to live Here on earth today And it is the hottest day Of the Summer today It is 48 I can't take the heat The heat Is killing all of us It is very bad for the people Who have asthma And heart problem I am thinking about Going on for a swim On lake Ontario That will cool me off Also I am not crazy...

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Today I have no counsel. No mouthpiece carved from conscience, no briefcase of softened truths, no evidence to prove innocence. Just me— the accused, standing in the ribcage of a collapsing courtroom, where the gavel echoes like a gunshot in a cathedral. But I will speak in a voice stitched from landfill smoke and the static of forgotten warnings. Because this is about honour....

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She is deliciously unhappy. Listening to heartbreak songs in minor keys, the melodies seem to flick her heart…flick,flick…Like the 4th grade bully who sneaks up behind everyone to flick an ear, thinking causing jolts of pain is the funniest thing since The Three Stooges. Yea, that's...

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Empty, that's all she felt She hated the numbness that would blindly attack She did so much for others But she couldn't help herself She carried the weight of being black Where racism would slowly break her back She couldn't even go to a hospital they'd probably throw her out Calling her 'dramatic' Saying she should go somewhere else This...

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Can you imagine that kind of love? It sounds magical, like something that fell from the sky off the back of a dove. Can you imagine that love wasted? I’d tell you I didn’t know either, but I can still remember exactly how bad it tasted. ...

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Hold on to your partner, hold on to the bond You have decided to be together, cherish every moment and it will feel strong Hold on to their hands, hold on to their care Appreciate their touch and it will always be there Hold on to their glow, hold on to their light How it lifts you up when you...

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You loved me so much Also I am your son That you had made me In you own image Many years ago And placed me on earth To live also with my brothers We are already used To live on earth That is not a lie Being sugar coated We always tell you The truth father Be still And wait for The night to arrive Because the day already ended Very fast...

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Noel Coward or Ivor Novello style voice There are those who consider me an intellectual, when I recite passages which some find quite hysterical I spew forth what I consider humour all the time ha ha ha ha I am charming, I am gay I am sly or so they say but what's a man supposed to do when he's just so full of it? I...

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Yes! My Master She Is Called Little Shorty by some five feet and all taller in high heel shoes. beautifully wonderfully made by God! Listen the soul speaks remember she is born emotional in destiny and intent moves this Grace. So many knows her as forbidden. She is in love with love! Caress the inner...

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His mind a silent sentinel Ever alert Sifting the debris Of forgotten duties Its allegiance unquestioned Yet cautious of the angst of authority. It does not speak its mind For it roams outside the gates Touches the edges of thought Without recoiling A day may come When the sentinel Will no longer remain silent Learning slowly That thoughts Generated in silence Should not remain so ...

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After Lenore, by Edgar Allan Poe Broken—yes—the golden-locked and beautiful Lenore, Gone from us forevermore, to grace our eyes no more. And thou, De Vere, who scornful stands with hollow, cold disdain— It’s clear to all, thy mournful cries are pitiful and vain. Let the exequy commence! Let sorrow find its voice, While thou, false mourner, face thy fate—be judged for...

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Its so obvious. Ah fool in love sets themselves up Its very clear to. ...

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Whew ~ I'm all tuckered out from doing my day-to-day spellcasting business, conjuring this and conjuring that, bewitching this and bewitching that, I hate to say it but I'm not the young enchantress I used to be. It's time for a break and have some brew ~ what I need next is to summon my charming warlock to make me feel those long...

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Inspired by The Beatles song “Let It be” **************************************************************** ...

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tiny spider climbs up my windshield so teensy, she makes a sand grain seem big I have lots of choices I could smash her with my finger or a piece of paper I could let her live Could pretend I did not see her One of thousands of choices I make each day...

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