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Watermelon and Fireworks
"Do you like watermelon?" The store owner asks. "Yes," I say. The store owner pushes a plate of watermelon slices and winks. "It's on the house." I grin, taking one. "Thanks!" I say.
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You, Hope.
you?
the end,
the hope,
the forgotten?
yes, child,
i know you.
you?
the lost,
the love,
the pain?
you,
the light at the end of the tunnel?
yes, i know you.
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A Short Poem About A Summer Trip
Standing in line
For your bags to be checked
Sitting around
For the plane to come
Shuffling in the plane…
You open your eyes.
Beauty.
A giant resort,
Surrounded by trees.
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Being the Knowing Tree
I am the Knowing Tree. I see all. I know all.
I see the humans.I was once a human.
Now I am not.It’s probably a good thing, though.
Humans are complex.
Emotions rambling and jumping around.
Loves
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Missing You
Missing someone is a funny thing, so simple a concept yet so complex in its effects.
For me, missing you is listening to your favorite music because you are not there to play it.
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