Amy
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Rain BootsA Poem by AmyTo walk within the colored orchards in the misting May rain. What a delight. Mud mud slip slop plop. Birds chirp and I listen. |
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Months of DrearA Poem by AmyWhat happens during this time of year, no one can recollect. Months of drear. Months of snow bound, tied up inside. Free to roam in the spring,.. |
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Letter to My LoveA Poem by AmyToMy Love, I watch on this windy day how quickly the clouds sweep by. And I can’t help but think of you; the knowing that all things come to .. |
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On SolitudeA Poem by AmyCutting this world off from my physical and mental presence; listening to an internal calling to be alone. Bask in that quiet, free to let my mind pla.. |
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Crashing DownA Poem by AmyOne beautiful night, as midnight strikes. Here I am in your arms once more. Agift for you just this once, my love I give again. Lustful, delicious,.. |
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Cyclic EventsA Poem by AmyFrom under the leaf, the larva of the moth feeds upon the weeds. His skin fits loosely allowing room for growth. He prepares for the great event of hi.. |
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The Weaping WillowA Story by AmyIn connection to the world around us. |
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Little Love NoteA Poem by AmyDo I really need to compare? Am I not better then the rest? Maybe if I'm angry, not loving but demanding. Condemed for being hopeful, my optimisim .. |
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Stupid MosquitoA Poem by AmyThe heat intense and too hot to near. Quiterelentless, you are with little fear. Buzz around the dancing flames, inticed by its warm embrace. You .. |
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Forested StrollA Poem by AmyThrough the forest we roam searching for life’s great creations. With our findings we breathe in the beauty and greatness of an ever expan.. |
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