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A Poem by Amy
To 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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A Poem by Amy
What 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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A Poem by Amy
ToMy 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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A Poem by Amy
Cutting 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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A Poem by Amy
One 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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A Poem by Amy
From 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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A Story by Amy
In connection to the world around us.
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A Poem by Amy
Do 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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A Poem by Amy
The 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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A Poem by Amy
Through 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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