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Ragged forlorn a burden being born
A pale face framed in coal black hair
longing for a soft caress
Suckling from a mother's breast
Salty tears wet his lips instead
No music fills his heart
Life a painful existence to be endured
Unloved the world has forgotten him.
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You are my valentine
faithful and truly mine.
Understanding in every way
there for me each day
To laugh to love our
whole life through
me and you.
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They came to drink water
from the birdbath in the garden
in flight thirst quenched.
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Her knuckles sore as she spat and swore
whipping the cloth back and across
Crouched on her heels on the stone cold floor
The newspaper used as a rug
Her forehead smeared with black polish galore
She does her weekly chore
As she polished and shined four pairs of black shoes
On the eve of the Sunday mass
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a ship has sailed
tears flowing
a labored breath
upon my cheek
off in the distance
dark shadows looming
out to sea her image fading
a ship has sailed
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As we gathered in the coast guard station
There was a feeling of sheer elation
The outpouring of emotion
no longer a notion
Poems of love anger rage and devotion
were read to an aspiring crowd
The words flowed in this artistic abode
amid the backdrop of the ocean
A perfect setting for a poetry wetting
listening to the words in motion
The food and wine were just divine
were just divine
hearts and minds entwined
filled to the brim our every whim
Purely a joyous occasion.
Copyright © Marie Roche | Year Posted 2008
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Clocks tick bells chime
willingly to tell the time
Seconds minutes hours days
Turn into weeks months then decades
Take time make time to look this way
in the middle of your busy day
I dont have time i hear you say
my time our time gone astray
Im tied to time is another cliche you say
when you just want to get away
Playtime leisure time daytime nightime
all this time that you are mine
As sure as nightime follows day
time is always ticking away
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Two hearts blended
Together on the love seat sharing
their hopes and dreams.
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Pottery jugs big and small
Flowers in abundance one and all.
Sometimes roses, lillies too,
Daisies white with a yellow hue
Birthdays weddings, anniversaries too
out comes the gug both bright and blue
To house the flowers sent by you.
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A hug a kiss, a loving smile
Tears wiped away when I cry.
A hand to hold and entertwine
lovingly with mine.
A mothers love is unconditional
no strings attached, no price to pay
Love given freely everyday
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