Andrew Hawkins
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The RetreatA Poem by Andrew HawkinsThe RetreatIs there a place that one can goto truly be aloneto escape the hustle of our livesand traffics monotoneIs there a place where I can sitnote.. |
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Sex TankaA Poem by Andrew HawkinsSex tankaA stifled whimperThe sight of your back archingHands gripping at sheetsHead turned toward the mirrorWatching with eyes wide open. |
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Would you share your snow with me?A Poem by Andrew HawkinsWould you share your snow with me?I would share with you each flake that falls,and every inch of snow.I would share with you the scenery,of everywhere.. |
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The imbalance of manA Poem by Andrew HawkinsThe Imbalance of ManWe divert rivers for desert fountainsMine the very souls of mountainsyet we cannot spare the cash to feed the poorElection hopeful.. |
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LessonsA Poem by Andrew HawkinsLessonsThe people that come into our livesdo so for a reasonIt may only be for a day or a monthor maybe just a seasonBut when two paths cross, no matt.. |
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The one that got away?A Poem by Andrew HawkinsThe one that got away...Am I someones "one that got away"?Do I keep them awake at night,with regrets that thing's weren't different,that they'd not gi.. |
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Un-pretentious PoetryA Poem by Andrew HawkinsUn-pretentious PoetryI write tidy little poemsuncomplicated rhymesto paint for you a picturecontained within its linesI have no time for flowery words.. |
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PoemsA Poem by Andrew HawkinsPoemswhat else but a poemcan take you from this placeto somewhere else in historysomewhere else in spaceto a time of greater happinessor the depths of.. |
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A poem should be real aloud...A Poem by Andrew HawkinsA poem should be read aloud...A poem should be read aloudwhether to one’s self or to a crowdIt’s meaning lies in being heardand not the sh.. |
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Where does a poem come from?A Poem by Andrew HawkinsWhere does a poem come from?What is this thing that comes to meand tells me what to writesometimes in the early morningor in the middle of the nightIt.. |
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