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Swearing, he pushed them harderHis hips pounding away with all ardor.Breathless she took all of him,Almost forgetting he was only a whim.Body acceptin..
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A little poem I wrote for my mother on Mother’s Day…
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In the light of what we knowWords can be hard or light like snow.Unmerciful, callous, and daring,They can caress you or be blaring.Words are the build..
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I’ve stumbled through life, never finding my wayLooked at the world through lenses of grey.The monsters I claim, from under my bedAre now nestle..
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You look at me and what you seeIs different from my view of me.I see a girl who doesn’t thinkShe tries enough. Not swim but sink.You see me as t..
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This poem is dedicated to my stepfather. This would not have been possible without you.
Here’s to you…
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Each unseen blow that brings you downTakes all your breath so you can drown.You fight and win, or so you thinkEach “win” will bring you to..
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Once again the skies have darkenedOver a life that was unburdened,The darkness slowly found her victimUnrelenting in her dictum.Her grasp is strong an..
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It is almost midnight. As I walk up the driveway, a light breeze rustles through the leaves of the old oak in the front yard. I stand and listen for a..
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Mother's Day poem.
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