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Left behind 
enemy line 
waving a torn 
flag but I’m fine 
dirt on my face 
my boots worn 
bullets passing 
by me with the 
speed...

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Now you have gone away,
I have not much to say.
Remembering sitting on the bay, 
even when the big clouds were gray.
I know you could not...

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I went for my early morning run,
just me and my young son.
It was to be a lot of fun,
then home for a hot cross bun.
We...

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Nervous I sat,
waiting to be called.
I wasn’t sure what it was he said,
but it meant a lot to me.
Then I realized,
he was not talking to...

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Come on guys I really need to go.
My inside are about to blow,
This line is way too long,
No time to sing a song.
I am filled...

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"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love." Sophocles, Greek Poet 

How is the tender word love...

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Such an array of complex verse,
orchestrated by a few crazy poets;
Catastrophe of emotions 
instigate more than a few masterpieces;
Engage to inspire that’s the goal,
tighten a...

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I love the end of the day,
when the sun want to climb into bed.
The moon will be rising soon,
showing off it's big bright face.

 

The...

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Quote By Poet: "Don't Let Books or Poems Become A Thing Of The Past."

A bookstore I can not pass up,
I need a new book I...

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Inspiration is soothing.

Like a breeze that lands it’s crisp wings on the perspiration on your skin.

Like a deep breath after holding no air in your...

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Quote By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day."

Here in a lovely garden we sit,
growing very close-knit.
Our faces of pretty color,
are bigger...

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Life with it's ups and down's
I love you day and night
Family and friends make
Every moment extra special...

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By Poet  "I do not know where the time goes. It just goes running away."

Yesterday when
Everyone was kind
Smiles were on all
The faces both young and...

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I love hearing stories,
stories from my grandparents.
They love to tell stories,
stories from many years ago.
Grandma tells about bread,
when black showed up they would cut if off.
Then...

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"Lee, you awake?"
Yeah, sorry. "Where were you?"
Nowhere, my call? Fold.
Looking around the table, I couldn't have drifted that long,
Wouldn't have known from the stares, whatever...

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