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Best Poems Written by Meg Specksgoor

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Losing You

long looks upon the face of fate
while fate frowns down upon the looks of me
you say to fight the tide
but the current drags me out to sea

oh your sadness
oh how the irony
you anger at me
but your anger is your own tyranny

forgive and forget
that's what they seem to tell me
but our past stains our future
and forgiveness isn't free

i love you i love you
oh how cliche
but that of even more 
is that i died that day

we're a grain of sand 
just one in a million out there
so where's the other million
when i need them, they disappear

we're two flowers in a garden of many
a garden of wants and needs
but you burned down that garden 
and soiled its seeds

"You did this to me."
what your slicing words portray
but all of your whispering
it whisps me further away

why can't you remember 
the sand, garden or sea
we used to have good times
but pain distorts your memory

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My Thinking Tree

There is a place i used to go
a place i longed to be
i remember it like yesterday
and hold it dear to me
it is my young thinking tree

when i mustered the courage
to give climbing a try
my Dad boosted me upwards
and i felt like i could fly
it is my early-start thinking tree

when i was still a child i would
explore the top to the best of my ability
pretending to be Indiana Jones 
and sparked by curiousity
it is my adventurous thinking tree

but it earned its worthy name
by the long hours i'd spend
just sitting and pondering
as assurance it would lend
it is my motherly thinking tree

in later life stages
of trouble and resent
my tree would embrace me
in loving branches of consent
it is my protective thinking tree

or i would recall life's simple joys
remaining there all day
and also its misfortunes
hoping forever there i could stay
it is my day-dream thinking tree

when time came to leave the house
one fateful summers night
i passed an hour in that tree
then finally bid it good- bye
it is my dear friend thinking tree

often i'd return
home to find it there
and in joyful amazement
i'd gaze at it and stare
it is my memorable thinking tree

my chest would pound
my heart, skip a beat
smiling at its inviting colors
sending tingles to my feet
it is my wild, impulsive thinking tree

but after seasons faded
many a time over again
my tree grew old and ill
its sickness, i could not mend
it is my weathered thinking tree

and upon that dreaded day
when my tree, dead it lied
part of my childhood taken away
when with it, my heart died
it is my sorrowful thinking tree

long years passed
until the end did rise
my time had come
as the light leapt from my eyes

and as i traveled through sky
to heaven i was bound
something caught my attention
i couldn't believe what i had found

my thinking tree alive as ever
my good and faithful friend
hoping for my company
and waiting until then

as i grasped it tenderly
and flung into its arms
salvations light spread over me
home was finally where my heart was

but this was not the end
there is yet more glee to the story
for my tree no longer had room for only one
but now seated many to share in my glory
it is OUR timeless, life-giving thinking tree

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Out There It's Different

heart contains the word "hear"
so try listening to it
you're fate's little play toy
but into your life, fate you admit

why the long face
your tear tattooed eyes
you should listen to your heart
but you choke it with lies

you could be much happier
though now joy you can not spare
but it's strange how the world's better
if you're glad to be there