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anyone can write; am i a poet? you decide

Monday, May 20, 2019

Monday WRites 206

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ABANDONED HOUSE An abandoned house, rich in silence and vibrant red blooms, stands at the corner; where sunlight acts as traffic-stoppe...
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Wednesday, May 15, 2019

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THE PICNIC This poem is a young family This poem sits in Savannah grass This poem is time out She toddles up close to the pond, But b...
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Monday, May 13, 2019

Monday WRites 205

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OUT TO LUNCH MOTHER'S DAY Seated near a window, the view in the far ground is of the Savannah crisp and brown for the drought that en...
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Thursday, May 9, 2019

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GIFT See now, i gift you little trinkets, tiny gems, Different colours, shapes, I string them together like pierced beads, These sylla...
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Monday, May 6, 2019

Monday WRites 204

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CUT THE CAKE Refreshments, shared to cups and plates, Guests, they have their fill, For RSVP reserves a seat. Ooohs and aaahs of brida...
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Thursday, May 2, 2019

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ENJOY THE MUSIC RTHYMN AND HUES Birds of Paradise, hushed in a tall vase, The size of grande, in the corner of a room. Talk is preciou...
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Monday, April 29, 2019

Monday WRites 203

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THIS DROUGHT Two A.M. i stir spoonfuls of longing into this drought This cup of hot days, arid and dry as coconut brittle Even the bird...
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