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Writing poetry Is much like going fishing Cast a line to see.

Slipping into sleep, Dreams are a one-woman show, I act while I watch.

Write a poem of morn, Birds singing the words as I Transcribe them with joy.

Outward From the Core Of the spirit-egg, Silver strings of light Emanate. An explosion of tensile Tendril threads Burst forth From the center..

Arguments for rhyming May be valid and correct, But in my mind the need to rhyme Is a pain right in my - neck.. No, wait, I did not mean to be ..

If Jonathan Swift were here today, What would he say? Well, Swift would look at our crowded school rooms With students so deprived, And propose m..

I dream, Wrapped in a red and black plaid cocoon, Lulled by soft rain pattering on an old tin roof. Above me, bare beams of weathered pine Form a..

Harlequin. Comedy. Tragedy. C’est la vie. Desiccated, Overrated. Don’t look Through me. Don't cry To me. I cant Keep up The da..

Well, I didn’t know You felt like that. But If you do, Then you can Certainly... Put it in your hat And wear it. Put it in your pipe ..

I don’t know you, but I hear you Thinking. I feel you Writing, I envision you Dreaming. I listen to The poems, The stories, The though..