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A Poem by Pete
Most of the time, I am like a ghost with no home.The wind blows me like dust and swirls me about.I lie trapped in a corner, surrounded on 3 sides by b..
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A Poem by Pete
I was born an innocent child.An unpainted canvas, full of possibilities.A whole person.Complete and unabashed.Eventually, I grew up.I got a job and co..
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A Poem by Pete
Mountains wake, yawn and stretch to the sky.The sea slaps the shore as the clouds roll by.The sun burns silently, hurling golden arrows down.The earth..
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A Story by Pete
Reflections
The other day, I was
sitting beside the canal. The water was
dark, murky and stagnant. There were
many things in it that didn’..
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A Poem by Pete
Broken lives lined up like match sticks.God's angels, incognito.Bodies snaking along the sidewalk.Second-hand smoking; no need to light up your own.Pa..
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A Poem by Pete
Life is a song.Sometimes it's short, sometimes it's long.Sometimes it's slow, sometimes it's fast.The trick, my friend, is to make it last.It plays up..
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A Poem by Pete
Some people write checks.I write feelings.Some people care about themselves.I care about others.Some people see apathetic lies.I see brutal truth.Some..
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A Poem by Pete
A satire on T.V. and American pop-culture
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A Poem by Pete
She makes me laugh.She makes me feel.She makes me want to seal the deal.She gives me hope, on the slippery slope.Because of her, I'm able to cope.She ..
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A Poem by Pete
How do I accept the unacceptable?Oh please, what do I do?How do I see the imperceptible?Show me God, how to find you.The pain, you know, is simply too..
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