RonE317
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And Today...A Poem by RonE317I live in a town where children are angry and culture grows moss on its broken back. And today I cry; not because I’m .. |
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SolitaryA Poem by RonE317“I promise”, so she said to me, as I wait here patiently. All that I ask is hear my plea; don’t leave me here… alone.. |
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LamentA Poem by RonE317When all has been done and there’s nothing more to see, will anyone care that we’ve gone nowhere and that being was .. |
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In a Notebook...A Poem by RonE317I used to keep a notebook on my night stand because, I thought I would, in the middle of the night, write down my dreams. Well, after two years of sta.. |
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ThespianA Poem by RonE317Here I am Let me be counted I am here Let me be heard Broken and batteredLiving on passion Standing before you Naked and scarred.. |
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Little Dark Haired GirlA Poem by RonE317The little dark haired girl is gone The little dark haired girl The little The dark Gone It’s night again and time for bed .. |
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Trippin'A Poem by RonE317Remember the trip from Greenville to the Jersey Shore; the beer warming with each passing mile; three kids .. |
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Thirty SixA Poem by RonE317On a bench by the river, shadowed by mountains of glass and steel; in filthy clothes and worn out shoes I sit. O.. |
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El Mexicano ViejoA Poem by RonE317The old man moved slowly through the crowd as he did most every night, with a guitar on his back and a smile on his face. .. |
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