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A little ditty I put together
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A poem from well,mist.
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I am a poetic woman. My muse, she wanted some cumin. I went to the market, But before i parked it,My muse, she was not a'loomin'.
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"Let me tell you the shortest poem: Me."Well that's an enigma in and of itself.Because when I see you I seeStories untoldSecrets unwrittenA soul halfw..
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A Christmas poem.
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It was love at first sight.She was down the hall- a lifetime away!I, a little less down the hall, perhaps a decade away.She was perfect.So beautiful, ..
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She crowns her soul with daffodils.Each dawn the sun kisses her awake,Jealous of her radiance.She keeps her terraces behind perfect Painted pickets, j..
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In the restaurant there's no smokingExcept the kind from the cafe next doorThat lingers in the air and stinks up your noseAnd burns through the good c..
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The sun dies in the westLeaving behind a cooling trail of blue and purpleA preface to the imminent darknessBeautiful and forebodingUtter blacknessA co..
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Gold fills the airSparkling in my eyesA small breeze rustles my thoughtsMy muse descendsWarmth surrounds meReminding me of the timeLight and shadows i..
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