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Observations on the moon and its phases led to this experimental poem. The moon here is a strong but silent and self-doubting lady.

So, SO many people write sexual passion poetry, so I decided to chime in

A Christian priest approaches the end. The End approaches a Christian priest

Done today in the midst of a Tornado Warning

Replacement

Poem about feminism and the color red

A grave visage he couldn't smile away

The burden of seeing is but a prelude to the gift of blindness

For a 6-word contest

It was my best friend who first told me that we all wear masks for different people and situations. Now it's all I hear.