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1.Jay, you old grumpy bird,I'm glad to see you stillkicking around. Hopefullyfather time grabs his littleshit on the way out, soonerrather than later. You won'tbe missed, not that I thinkyou think different. 2.You are quite a tool,not of..
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A Poem by Vol
The
evening fog is a quiet tomb
softening
a half-remembered tree
and
the gray shadow of that rock
where
we’d sometimes rest,
as
I am resting now
inside
this ashen shroud
listening
for a lonely blues guitar
to
sing a song of y..
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~“Neath blushing heavens up above, within the solitude of love”As evening captures your eyesin moon shadow driftingswhen stars blushand heavens find theirdreams fulfilledI taste your midnight lipsneath a slumbering elmbetween emerald leav..
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Words these daysare like corpses with moving lips.A mind game, an illusion.From dead hearts they riseas the last rush of airfrom a tomb being sealed shutUnmeant, unfeltLax and loosely speltArraigned in waxy rows,words await a breath,a twitch, a touch..
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~I'll never forgetthe first time I kissed youI know that I askedand you said okayYour lips were so soft,the moment enchantingThat wonderful feelingtook my breath awayI stood there and stared,your eyes captivatingYour smile my dreamas my heart it did ..
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a careless Typo ...in 12 lines
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A Poem by Pete
Men profess to be lovers of music, but for the most part they give no evidence in their opinions and lives that they have heard it. - Thoreau
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My book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems is available on Amazon.com
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The poem is a simple and joyful celebration of eating a cinnamon roll.
It captures the essence of indulgence and pleasure in savoring a delicious treat.
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A Poem by Pete
a pink cadillacthat's what she was known to drivewith a big roof rack
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