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It comes in waves destroys and saves, it bendsIt fills space, brands history's face, waits and wendsPulses and calms, alerts dark qualms, to infinity ..
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Many yearn for fame, others honor, some for recognition. A poet is only the tool, so few reach acclaim, Homer, Shakespeare, Poe, Longfellow, to mentio..
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Too lazy to be tired, too tired to be lazyToo crazy to be mad, too mad to be crazyImages fade in a spiked lemonadeRage delayed in closed eye's shade
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.Author's note: I've written of nature and love, of the devil and God above. I've written shorts and poems long, of sports and song. Spoken in metapho..
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Sharks don’t bite in the night, my neighbor said to meBut he was wrong and didn’t live long, while fishing out at seaBy the pale moon ligh..
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A beard grows form our nose to our toes, in it past lifeOne's past on one's face is no disgrace but remnants of joy and strifeLife or hair treated wit..
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Skipping stones on a pond, never looking far beyondEach touch making a ripple, no thought a bird to crippleA rock thrown unintended, hits a bird, its ..
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Love searched for Completion, catching her in the embrace of Passionwhere Yesterday had seen Deception dancing with CharityShe turned her back on Infi..
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The sweet perfumed smell of baked hellUnder its spell, served with broken teeth on an oyster shellThe cook disgraced, a plate of vomitus pungent paste..
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I'm off today, I can feel the sway, awakened from a holeOut of the warm into a storm awaiting execution of the soulFeeling a breeze that no one sees, ..
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