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Is it sweet or salty or sour?
Brimming with happiness or always dour?
Prancing, living with gaiety
Or waiting for a guillotine
Now standing forever to scour?
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Housekeeping acrostic/therza rima
How Ruthie Stone had to abandon
One place that she only called home
Upon her Aunt Sylvie’s rebellion
So now she rides on her own
Every day she treats as a challenge
Kindling her attachment alone
Every hour since she has parted
Even through the years has passed
Proneness to stay lonely and quiet
In her own soul is attached
Now those dear reflective hours
Go with her while taking her time
While her old abandoned home sours
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Riding the curves set before us
Only our senses respond
And there are also no setbacks
Drilling its Bravery to Us
Turning and tripping and twirling
Rough spins until we are strong
Inner desire preserving
Proudly conquers Our Faults
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The dear lost Grandmother
While roaming through my Memories
And thinking through and through
And Trying and Remembering
My First memory was You
A Withered frame once held your face
And transferred to my hand
Your backdrop gave angelic grace
My own image wet
So as I laid in feverish dreams
Without hope to live
And just as soon as crisis cleared
I saw you in my sleep
I know you showed Idealism
Truly frivolous at Heart
Without a speck of Realism
And Debts stretched Far Apart
Your thoughts still glowed Very Bright
Complex Ideas flowed
And so with Great Illustrious light
Your Acumen had Grown
Dad knew your hair shone Flaxen
Your Eyes Great skies of Blue
Although there was no way
He could have known you
You die when he was still a Babe
Three months to be Precise
And Yet to him you still remain
Great Vision to His eyes
Soon after giving Birth to him
Or so I am told
You’ve fallen deathly mortally ill
While waiting in the Cold
And Patiently you waited
For One to take you home
Just as my Father stated
The wait was just Too Long
It placed on you a dangerous strain
With Consequence Severe
With you receiving so late
We lost your Being dear
I wish he could Prolong your stay
But yet this isn’t true
And while You in Heaven lay
I always think of you
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Chiseled face from Cliffs of Moher
On Keyboard slender fingers prance
Mastery, knowledge daily Growing
Lonely for so many years
Inner world you do embrace
Meticulous diary for keep
Enya Brennan;s eyes enriched with glow
Noting if those are worth
Through numerous heaps
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Why didn't I die, why didn't I die
When all the dreams and hope do fail
Dear Savior take away my life
Yet still to this day do I grind
In search for that dear wanted grail
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die
So I have thought for months and months
Leaving behind a an endless trail
Dear Savior take away my life
My hope for program has gone wrong
And beat me like an evil tail
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die
I feel so hurt I cannot try
My wracked soul has left me frail
Dear Savior take away my life
And from my failures do I hide
While burning blushing in my shame
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die
Dear Savior take away my life
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Complex, capricious, capable
Rebelling, bending, absorbing
Brain, neurons, lobes, ideas
Wiring, firing, connecting
Interwoven,flexible
Fascination
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Advantages to grasp
Burning, bursting ready
Culminating, calming , collecting giving confidence
Driving to thrive, and blossom
Excelling. encouraging, ensuring ,eliminating wasteful thoughts
Firing, flourishing, fetching fury
Giving generous time to scholarly pursuits
High hopes, high tides, high cheer
Interest in schoolwork, initiation from self
Jonquils blooming, shining, enlivening and prancing
Keen awareness of self
Longing for future rather than past
Multifaceted structure only adds flair
Navigation among the webs
Overpowering the obstacles
Pure satisfaction from everything
Quirks that add to charm
Realistic goals never replace idealistic dreams
So inaccessible and complex
Tales to be woven with memories and jewelry
Unknown to masses, interpreted by select circles
Values drift yet remaining reachable
Whipping dreams, whipping hopes, waiting eagerly
Xinshi flowing creatively and forcefully
Youth and freshness shine
Zenith of glory nears
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A perpetual wait an undending optimism a bright future
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Your true dearest point when you harbored Dear dreams
And then you discover life’s not what it seems
Like abandoning hopes at an age Fresh and Young
Did you have an idea that it’ll last so long
For you left your dear home at only 18
And sent to Iraq at only 19
And been left forever with permanent scars
Even though you shone through with your sweet talent bright
So why did you enter with a 4.0 GPA?
When the Scholarships showered you at a Multitudinous rate
So Bright you could Major in any Subject you wished
And still Financial Aid Mounds till your Graduate Degree
So what did you think of that Beautiful Voice?
If you entered in Youth at least College Choir was a choice
Now Stubborn Hard winds stole most of the Treasure
And the New,Mature Life Obliterated your Thoughts of Such Pleausure
So what did you think of the Vagabound Life?
While you prized poetry collection on the shelf gathered dust
One which some though very mature, others overly ideal
Therefore what crossed Your Mind when you Witnessed the Real?
Did the snobbish streak strike you in diverse circumstance?
Did you feel they were commoners and you better than best?
With the dear loving members holding Fancy Degrees
And did you look forward to the end of ordeal?
And while at boot camp did you attempt to contain
Your own disillusionment and a deep poignant stain
At that tender age did you still fight your tears?
All the while duty called you to conquer much greater fears
All this Strain and Attack plagued you with horrible Nightmares
Not to Mention it gave you the disorder of stress
Yet the terrors continued for seven long years
For you definitely felt life to you wasn’t fair
Even though you gave Your all for hard won GI Bill
Did ever hold thoughts that this path’d be so Grim?
Though the dear teaching program greeted you with open arms
P’haps you had to abandon it due to Inner Snob
And continue life of horrors begun
All this adversity gave you the outlook glum
And your Engulfing eyes look Perpetually lost
The once Muscular Frame to a—Bare shadow gone
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