Tag: poetry
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Purpose
Does it serve purpose? Does the sun shine down on you? Are the cosmos right?
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Gardeners
She is keeping tabs Do not let her get away Carnivorous plants
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Painting
I wanted to paint the kitchen red My mother told me I was out of my head It was my favorite color I loved it like no other I only wanted to get into bed.
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Hoax
I laughed at all his bad jokes Like the one about the hoax I went along with his game To try to save my own name But at the end, he said, that’s all folks
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Sink
Meaningless banter Equilibrium upset Sinking like the moon
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Dull
As I rack my brain Remembering life with you. Now cold. Sullen. Done.
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Ed
When the horse jumped the fence He said “Why so dense?” His name was Ed He wanted a new bed The only thing that made any sense.
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Moving On
Stranded without my Lifeline. Teetering. Empty. How do I move on?