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I wrote a poem a long time ago, a few lines of which I could remember, having lost the original, but couldn't recall the entire thing. So I rewrote it..
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Yep, had a bad day.
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A tribute to a wonderful friend.
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A poem in a form that took a form for itself.
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Inspired by the picture...
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Sometimes things write themselves in my head in my second language. Yes, I use it enough that I think in both languages. Lately, I've actually been wr..
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The phrase "The raindrops kissed the earth and whispered..." came from a prompt by a contest here on writer's cafe.
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Chill wind numbs pain and brings forgetfullness
Yet lies can never be forgotten, once told
They fester, hideous boils that breed..
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Apparently, sometimes, faith (belief in the impossible) can indeed die. This poem, however, immortalizes those emotions I felt for the man who no long..
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Not the feel good kind of motherly love poetry you probably had in mind when you clicked the title. Sorry.
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