Hope Watchers Poems

Old gold-fevered ones would say, "There's gold
in them there hills". Everyone had to pay the bills.

Farmers-a-plenty, in the fields of grain they plow,
must often say,...

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Who... 

Am I. 
Am I who I am?
or, who I want to be?
The difference is in me. 
Night and day, 
not the color of my...

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For want of full virtuous zeal oligarchs thrive 
Against deserving clamor for brighter ideals;
And perennially trampled commoners groan
Under weight no inured villain distantly feels. 

Bereft...

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A lady from Rentz thought it neat
Hoping in London the prince to meet
He passed her that day
Looking the other way
She'll have to go back to...

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A woman arrived early from Minsk
Hoping to get a nod from the prince
His procession went by
She never caught his eye
Now her fondness for him is...

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You're standing in the doorway,
blocking out the light.
You're watching me sleeping,
ignoring the rest of the night.
From the way that I sleep sideways,
to my fingers every...

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