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Fall’s Gone Fast
Soon it’s November—
Pumpkins and cranberry skies.
Autumn winks; she’s gone.
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Loves
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Heartbeat & Haiku
Composed on a run
With autopilot turned on
And an old love song
Quick little poems
With no start, nor a clear end
Grown just in my head
In a cozy nook
Not unwritten, but unsaid
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We (are) the People
Who are we?
Are we men
in offices, yes that would still be
us.
But, I think we are also the boy who got a flag from the lady in the parade and waves it because he loves his country
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Pink
When I was little
My favorite color
Was pink
I wore dresses
To school
With matching
Floral headbands
Then I turned ten
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The Words Aren't What I Want
My eyelids stay together
every blink
a little longer than usual wishing
I were still asleep
I don't remember not sleeping
last night
but I guess
that's just the way it is
first block
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Faded peace
The red truck blue truck cap
Bright blue, not pretty
Like dancing eyes no
This is down to business blue eyes hardened
After too many people said no
After too many yesses didn’t work out