It Is Hard To Step Down
It is hard to step down
And abandon my private universe
Utopia….. You may call it
But it’s a heaven of myself
With trees longer than General Sherman
And cascades of Elixir rushing
Down from the top of every cliff
It has animals of all breeds
All live in harmony and at peace
Birds of different colors
Singing melodies to each other
Sun shines
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Categories:
step down, beautiful, beauty, imagery, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Empty Treasury
When they keep roaming about
Know something is coming aloud
They will share a plate with thee for now
All for something that you can't see around
Once they gets hold of it, boom! they land
Much disbursement on franchise
Lot of buy buy to appease
Too much bank drafts in the street
But they accumulates back to the teeth
All
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Categories:
step down, 7th grade, 9th grade,
Form: Free verse
The Big Step Down
THE BIG STEP DOWN
He listened to beautiful music, the angels revered Him with awe;
He lived in a beautiful city, more glorious than you ever saw.
He walked down the streets gold and shiny, He looked at the gates pearly white;
If ever there was any splendor, ‘twas here in this city so bright.
It never saw death or
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Categories:
step down, jesus,
Form: Rhyme
Writing a Step Down Poem
Do you write too early or too late?
It's hard to say at this late date.
Especially when specifics are the only rule,
Writing like this makes me the tool.
I wrote it early and then,
Edited the text...who knows when.
Now I'm in the quibble,
Two more lines to scribble.
Only four words now,
I've done it...somehow!
1/9/17
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Categories:
step down, confusion, me, poetry, words,
Form: Couplet
Time To Step Down
the job is odd
you did your best
now its time to rest
and step
down not be a clown
its get your feet on the
ground
TIME TO STEP DOWN
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Categories:
step down, absence, adventure,
Form: Light Verse
One Step Down
Draft beer,
chess boards,
and Kerouac cool.
Cerebral grafitti and
a Robot-in-Drag juke box
bubbling out fifty years of good jazz.
A virtuoso burger flipper
destroying the laws of physics,
making gravity play the fool.
On the restroom walls,
the surfaces held
musings of poets
and philosophers…
overwritten since,
by lesser bards
and now
closed.
Soon to be
apartments.
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Categories:
step down, nostalgia
Form: I do not know?