Ocean Social Poems

Who am I she asked her soul,
I am the freshness of the watered grass
I am the frailing petals of the flower
I am the vastness of...

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It has been said that life can turn on a dime,
with patients and perseverance,
I know that it's just about my time.

Many people procrastinate as they...

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I’m afraid
That people take one look at me
And think I’m a freak.
Scars litter my arms
Thanks to self harm.

I’m afraid 
Of what people think,
When I’m pushed...

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pansy, dandelion, ill`behavior, 
nopoe,^shrub_,thistle?
I have no idea 
who you think i am or was, 
Serotonin, Dopamine, Endorphin?

Could be i'm a Syntax error in line 150.
A...

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We dream of rain
In the setting sun 
in the season of one.
A wildest west and a withered crest, 
the coat of arms. 
A falcon and...

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I remember the day Frankenstein was made,                  ...

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3 bears,                                               ...

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This Christmas is very different
from other past Yule seasons: less cheer,
more grief welcoming uncertainty;
and unless we are disheartened in spirit,
nothing will grant us hope to...

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Join the Facebook generation
friends like what they thought you said
swim across a social ocean
some are living, some are dead
star-like swim in minds eye nightscapes
brightly shining...

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I’m perched upon my rock
Up above the full high tide.
The water as calm as I’ve ever seen it
With shades of blue and mirror reflections, 
Stormy...

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Here we all are
In this modern day apocalypse.
Social distancing, stay at home....
Virtual friends, virtual workouts,
Virtual jobs, virtual schools.
What would we do without the internet?

Borders are...

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With Indian Ocean greeting the South and Himalayas guarding the North,
Everything was plural in our minds as in our rebellions, birds and beasts!
Now there could...

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Religious law is making mankind 
crazy. It makes the human brain 
softly hazy. Billions of people believe 
in this or that, not knowing which 
God...

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stillness …

save a twittering bird ...
hand on clarity, hardness -
fingers spread
opposing - jets of oily black octopus ink, (resembling)
decanted, manipulated, channeled
barbed circles coalesce
language as beauty?
as...

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Commercially,the road wasn't helping, 
It wasn't giving basic facts about evil which rise against its walkers, 
Birds were making statements to draw our attention towards...

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