Category: Poem
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Snowstorm
I love a snowstorm Watching all those flakes in their transient form It doesn’t happen much here But when it does, it’s either celebration or fear I enjoy being packed in With no cars on the road, no planes in the sky, I can finally listen And there’s nowhere to go So I just sit…
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The Blue Sky
It looked like someone took a paintbrush And spread my favorite colors across the sky He looked at me and I blushed But I don’t know why Maybe it’s simply because he looked at me Or because he knows my favorite colors Or that he chose me over the others – or, along with the…
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You’re the Man
You’re flying like a squirrel Through a forest of dark jerseys You throw the ball up and into the hoop You’re on top of the world You won’t stoop Whistles blow, you come crashing down Not before spinning The way the crowd responds you’d think you’re wearing a crown You spring up from your fall…
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Coworker Love
On a Friday afternoon, it was time to leave, finally I’d hoped to leave at 2 but it was 2:45 On Valentine’s Day All my co-workers asked what I’d be doing tonight My husband was also stranded at work Our plans were delayed It was me and Cleo in the break room Dr. Fee and…
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Pedestrian
Be a pedestrian Life can be pedestrian But at least the sky evolves Clouds and winds shifts by nature’s laws Go outside and see Get on your feet View the pink sky The egrets going by Tires and engines were both great inventions But I’d argue feet are better All those ligaments and bones tethered…
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More Than Hair
Those silver scissors glitter How they catch my eye and I can’t stay away I’d feel so free, I’d be bold Truly not caring what other people say is gold To let my neck be bare To let go of long hair Let those clips and me meet I can’t stay out of the seat…
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Pastel
You were wearing pastel colors and you matched the sky As the sun faded, we talked I didn’t want to say goodbye You’d been running a long time I finally caught up to you Asked you there by the river if you wanted to run You simply said everything was coming undone Your black hair…
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Beach Fog
On a Sunday morning it is my retreat It’s a place me and my dog go It’s where I stroll with bare feet Where I try to make the time slow It’s where I head when I’m feeling hollow The temperature is 20 degrees cooler A baby blue sky turns white right before my…
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The Crosswalk
Where does time go? I was thinking about it as I walked through the crosswalk, pushing my bike beside me in my hands The white stick figure on the other side of the street blinked Maybe the time is under my feet I prayed all the cars would stop at the red stop light above…
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Hunger-Prayer
I’m ashamed to tell it This is so petty But every night it gets me We finally sit on the couch I’m dying to put some food in my mouth My stomach is growling The savory food on my plate is steaming It’s been a long day Before we dive in, my husband says, “Let’s…
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