leftover
...Peter (my bf) flew away early this morning,
like Shakespear’s eagle, “leaving no tracks.”
Now I lay here, as a leftover or Millais’ drowned ‘Ophelia.’
That’s an image ripped from adolescent, fem...
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Categories:
trainor, boyfriend, humor, leaving, literature,
Form: Rhyme
My Happily Ever After
...Do you remember how close we used to be?
It was me & you & you & me
You were the fresh air I breathed
You were the touch of sanity & normalcy I need
When it was you & me...
My pen-pal within my ...
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Categories:
trainor, boyfriend, computer,
Form: Rhyme
Exposure
...Being open is not easy for me.
I don’t like sharing too much of me.
Accepting challenges is a new thing,
I’ve got to jump off with the spring.
Proceeding in isolation is foolish,
Look in the m...
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Categories:
trainor, encouraging, may, poems, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Beauty In Poverty
...Along a dark and dirty alley under anvil leaden skies,
Flowers on a windowsill would come as a suprise,
And even if the grubby walls had not been blitzed and scarred,
Beauty does not last too long...
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Categories:
trainor, beauty, daffodils,
Form: Prose Poetry