Philosophy Sorry Poems

I'm seated at a table with papers on top 
Looking up at every citizen has stopped 
Their in accord to get an apology
Except, we all...

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When death, like silence 
Creeps into or sleepy lives

We feel the moorings untie 
The threads that tangle our lives

We feel the currents of emotion upend...

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Let us live like 
          it is the last day 
     ...

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as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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watch the heavenly forms fall 
a body in motion a remains in devotion 
how odd, held in time 

in the shafts of light sliced though...

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"Be An Angel and Be Kind"  By Poet~Philosophy Statement 
 

People come and go
Angels will always help you
My friend my angel
 


Date Written: 10/29/2021

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Here I am alone 
on a deserted beach 
the sea is rough
As the waves swell 
I walk in the long 
shadow I cast before me
Cold...

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Sitting under the willow tree
on a hot and gray day 
just passing the evening away 
delicate sounds of thunder 
rumble far far away
watching the winds...

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Crimson chrome 
bitter bone covered 
in dust broken  
in rust of ages
as industries rage 
the sage of the ministry 
gathering the storm 
lost bits...

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dark stares
from forgotten faces
walking paths in a city, vast
of iron and glass 
under a burning sky a light
the forgotten legions of man 
ragged and cold...

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Sorry, I don't know what the heck you're talking about. 
Sorry, I don't understand a word of whatever you may have been trying to say....

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Down on one's luck
Down to my last food stamp
The luck of the draw,
As luck would have it - I have no luck at all!

Don't draw...

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The morning sunlight flooded into the room,
From far away a cuckoo could be heard -
Heralding the advent of spring
When flowers would bloom.

The sky was a...

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OMG this is what I think as I am reading? 
thus pus poems and yes they stink
simple in word mire contrivances with 
rancid rhyme scheme...

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You call me insensitive,
But I don't believe that's true;
Because, you see,
It's all about me.
It's not about you.

You say your opinion doesn’t matter,
That I’ve no respect...

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