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The Death of ForeverA Poem by Seth ArmstrongThe lay of a failed loved. |
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I will SleepA Poem by LizardoI will finally restFrom the madness of the worldThat caused my deathAs I make my way to HeavenI can see earth belowEverything happening isA big mistak.. |
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Okay LoveA Poem by Robert RonnowDear Robert I'm enclosing the warranty for your shaver In caseanything should happen I've circled the address where to bri.. |
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Can poetry matterA Poem by Robert RonnowIn the debate between accessible and difficult poemsPoets' poems and poems for peopleOnly the single poem and private reader matterBoth kinds and anyt.. |
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Ulzana's RaidA Poem by Robert RonnowIn Ulzana's Raid,the Native- and European-American concepts of property ownershipand rightsare incompatible and irresolvable. McIntoshhad no illusions.. |
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This World of DewA Poem by Robert RonnowI see a green tree. It is all I want.A dry rocky mountain and a hawksatisfy. To die spiritually inthe hot sun and the body go onclimbing. To take the .. |
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Late SummerA Poem by Robert RonnowIt has been beautiful, late August, full moona million crickets followinga million fireflies in June,a million May peepers. Immersedin insect, amphibi.. |
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NegotiationA Poem by Robert RonnowChipmunks, squirrels collectingbitternut hickory, chirpingagainst a small owl cruisinglow beneath the trees.Everyone has gone this morningto school or.. |
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Not enough heatA Poem by Robert RonnowNot enough heat. Snow. Cold. and now rainon Tuesday morning. traffic sloshes to work.it is cloudy for the second straight day. the snowwas magical onl.. |
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The seasons inure us to lossA Poem by Robert RonnowThe seasons inure us to losswhether a vote of confidenceor no confidencewe are neither more nor lessin our hearts and souls. We are stillwhole, histor.. |
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The Writer Working HardA Poem by Robert RonnowThis morning I put the apostrophe inand this afternoon I took it out.Oscar Wilde's comic witabout the writer working hard.Revision has lately become t.. |
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To Fail WellA Poem by Robert RonnowFowl meadow grass �"-- Glyceria striata -- �"the striationson the lemma. Drooping rachisa weeping willow of a grass.Recurring .. |
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TransitionA Poem by Audrey WyntersA poem about someone who is dying and their transition from the world of the living to the after world. It's not a nice view. |
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AntiquesA Poem by Seth ArmstrongThey fell from their royalty. |
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OppositesA Poem by potatoThis lifeHopeful and grandBrought many memoriesFalling,falling down the rabbits holeOut of this life and in To anotherThis death. |
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Why do I write?A Poem by Jerald Infant Jeyarethina..Dead Poetry |
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Suicide and an AccidentA Poem by You Don't Need To Know Bb..You ignore the flashing red stop lightsAs you speed by crushing everything in your pathIf you don't get to her in timeYou'll never get to herLike the .. |
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