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Secret Bunnies
She brought me some Easter bunnies Four velvety figurines the size of my fist Small but not cuddly There was an unspoken gist Two baby blue, two baby girl pink Elegant ribbons around their necks She was up to something, I think These bunnies are suspect They are cute More so than little kids in
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Chreaster
I’ve always been a believer Never thought I’d become a Chreaster Only going to church on Christmas and Easter But even now it’s getting hard I’m like an overboiled egg I remember what my late pastor once said Sitting in church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than sitting in a garage makes you
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Blackberry Seeds
Charles said, “Don’t ever eat blackberries. They have seeds” His light blue polo matched the color of his eyes “It can be scary when they get stuck in your teeth” There was a sparkle when he looked at me We stood in the kitchen As he talked about work He was stressed but always said,
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Colorful Nature Walk
I could ramble on about yesterday’s rain – it was like a waterspout A deluge from some dark blue clouds But me and my pup still got out We drove one mile up to Lakewood Park Though the sky was dark, we strolled I was happy the rain wasn’t cold We walked behind the baseball
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Lifting Weights
I was just going about my day In the garage, moving some weights If you stop and think about it, it’s a little strange That one could draw happiness from moving heavy things But while I was curling hamstrings I remembered suddenly my own fate I am going to die Just this morning I sat,
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Boxes & Lines
I’ve always loved boxes and lines They keep things in, keep things out Order is what it’s always been about But the older I get, the more I find That things don’t always fit Curves seem to be more prominent The clock is, after all, just a circle with some numbers Coffins are boxes too
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The GYN Office
The windows are pretty I sit on the table, feeling a bit sticky I’m normally cold Guess I’m gettin’ old My heart is racing I’m thinking about getting up and pacing But then again I’m naked, clothed only by some thin paper-sheet pink It flummoxes me that any woman could think this is a good
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Don’t Be a Cactus
We were in the coffee shop Among flowering plants The guy wouldn’t stop Elephant ears, cattails, florals Verdant greens, blooming blues, and tropical corals The young guy was blabbering, cursing, talking so loudly A skinny kid in the corner was pouting My presence was certainly creating a problem for someone Me and my friends were
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