Wife Symbolism Poems

What is the gift in your life
Is it your husband or wife
Is it your children, your lover, your pet
The notion of someone you haven’t met...

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There was this guy, see, 
a high-flyer type, 
made a bit of a name for himself. 
He moved in like a year before, you know,...

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In the garden of sheer grace, I serenade
the ethereal beauty in you, inner.
That shall never with the passage of time fade,
even as you grow old,...

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I am a philosopher
Of great mental acumen
I like to blow my own trumpet
As nobody seems to mention

While enlightening people
Of all hues, I think not twice
Morning...

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Up Early Picking Peaches From His Tree

Eyes golden zenith holds mysteries galore
like a blue streak feeds itself doubly blind
in its wakings an old barn without...

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A meeting of two moms can be a wonderful thing a meeting of two minds is a beautiful thing…

Shortly after we moved into our new...

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This room is odd…
Do I remember it? 
This house is big but surely…

I have been in this room before
The paintings are odd in subject matter,
Execution,...

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Is that you there 
I recognize that stair
Those eyes of a faraway dream
Fancy seeing you here, on this twilight day 
While walking along this 
Sterile...

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From ruined halls of a corrupt little apartment 
I flee with my children, trailing after me 
No more the hard hand of hate 
On my...

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Day Dreams

I love to have daydreams, 
about the nighttime. 
I believe I can see it all 
clearer in the light. 
I am not afraid of...

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Living Together

The small mouse crossed the floor, 
fleet of foot, and fearful for her life. 
She did not want to wake, 
the farmer, 
or his...

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Let's cast these words at a funeral like shards in clay pots
like hard sounds n bright noise of memories of this lot 

of feelings real...

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I see you there, a shadow in shadows.
A form of boney limbs and pale skin
your arms your ribs a cage of air.

Your eye sockets stare...

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oblivious

we are oblivious to it all, the death, the lies, the cries of nature and spirits among mankind, powerful sweet repose we will regret our...

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Through the window, I gaze.
Onto a tangled Dead Sea of black towers, 
In this manmade night I see you there.

In the silhouette of the dreams...

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