Mystery Youth Poems

When just a lad, I thought I was magic,
Doing a trick can sometimes be tragic. 
The bird sang the wrong song,
The rabbit was long gone.
When...

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I burn the midnight oil 
To fuel these thoughts that are nocturnal 
Pen and paper is my late night affair 
Hours and owls that chime...

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Oftentimes I'm found to be
immersed in gloomy poetry.
Life's trials impose challenging woes;
so I suppose... No mystery!

Enthusiasm, seeking joy;
diminished, dampened by convoy,
of fiscal strife, decoupling wife,
neurodivergent...

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Reading fun books all day
Renews life with a smile
Romance-tears~mystery
Reading eyes feel heavy
Running book down my lap
Read pages into life
Red hot dreams are in sight...

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I love reading fun books
Life is in the pages
Humor~tears~mystery
Reading eyes feel heavy
Book slips down to my lap
Dreamland I am headed
Pages coming to life...

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The yellow rose is filled with sunshine and joy,  
she says welcome back or good luck.  


The red rose tells a story of...

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thick hair, no hair, wow
young man, then older man now ...
it snuck up on us





3/18/2023

Poetry form: Senryu

Photo credits:  Billion Photos via Canva Pro

At times...

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Do we break the mirror of life,                  ...

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Sitting here watching TV about the Sherlock Homes tales,                 ...

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Living in a house very old,  
it was always drafty and cold.  
Metal stairs to the basement lead,  
from an old pirate's...

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Those songs are unsung,
Those were the soldiers
with name unknown. 
Who will sing the songs unsung?
They fought for their land with no fear,
but are here with...

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A strike of a match would briefly carve
His weatherworn features
From the darkness full of his words 
Echoes from history of an exorbitant life
A face full...

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Are we separate or are we one,                                     ...

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I wanted but to write 
In blindness and in sight, 
A poem for nobody to read, 
Except my Annabel Lee, indeed . 

A poem she...

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As one gets older some look back,                                    some...

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