D. Mansfield
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AutumnA Poem by D. MansfieldDays that are slight in stature. Winds that are colder with age. Trees showing off shamelessly, Darkness decends with a rage. |
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WinterA Poem by D. MansfieldWhy does summer, seem to end so suddenly, but winter lingers? As if the cold frost, has a memory, with its long icy fingers. Summer ends, with.. |
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DandelionsA Poem by D. MansfieldWaist high under growth, that snagged clothes,leaving behind “stick tights”, in all sizes and shapes.Shoelaces, became thick like rope, wi.. |
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Paper ShipsA Poem by D. MansfieldWe made our Paper ships, to navigate without an ocean breeze.They floated down the hill, in the gutter, clogged, with sticks and leaves.Racing against.. |
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Rearview MirrorsA Poem by D. MansfieldLife comes equipped, with rear-view mirrors. We Try to ignore them, but they make things clearer. Forever avoiding, that rearward glance. Too.. |
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Wise Enough To KnowA Poem by D. MansfieldThe days we shared brought happiness, They were beautiful while they last. When they end, it's a new beginning, I will not live in the past. Se.. |
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Unknown ExpectationsA Poem by D. MansfieldA warm, sticky evening, huge glowing moon. Warm summer breeze, blowing the curtains making ashes in the tray flutter around. Cigarette glowing so.. |
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If minutes could be recycledA Poem by D. Mansfield |
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