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A Poem by Hope
It was a chilled Autumn morning along the banks of a stream;my sweater was damp and had the sky had a gleam.Nothing else mattered than the warmth from..
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A Poem by Hope
Life can be as captivating as a wicker basked on the side of an arid interstate; it is growing closer and passes in an instant, yet that image remains..
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A Poem by Hope
Mostly playing around with words.
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A Poem by Hope
My muse is playing a tune too soft -not a word is written, not a note is printed...My heart plays tricks and rides the wind -this storm won't stop, th..
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A Poem by Hope
I’ve had writers block for so long until this poem I wrote last week.
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A Poem by Hope
Coping with intense family matters. Speaking to those who worry too much and affect our people.
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A Poem by Hope
From our pains we learn valuable lessons that should be passed on to our children. Writing this poem could only have happened when I allowed myself to..
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A Poem by Hope
Sing a song, a verse, a rhyme - maybe to a Valentine...Leaps abound in every step walking in his arms, unkempt.Walking, smiling and galore, what about..
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A Poem by Hope
My heart, my soul, my mind...divine?Do you not see this moldy slime?Amaze... and grace and sleep and soul...I guess I somehow fit your mold.This nas..
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A Poem by Hope
Lost and lonely we come back to broken homes, hoping for a change.
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