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Apology
I’m sorry for the nights you cried, For every truth I brushed aside. I kneel with flowers in my hand, But know no bloom can make amends.
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The Hunter
It isn’t always thunder or a lightning bolt from high, Sometimes it’s just a sudden slip, a blink of an unlucky eye.
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Silent Witness
You call me love, you call me friend,You swear you’ll stay until the end;Yet when my footing slips away,I catch a glimmer in your gaze. You wear your kindness like a cloak,And soothe me with each tender joke;But when my hard-won hopes come loose,You seem to savor each excuse. You say, “I’m here,” then watch…
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The Quiet Tide
Some mornings, even sunlight feels too far; Her thoughts crowd close, a restless, tangled jar.
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The Restless Fool
Now evening falls gently on streets that he knows, And time, like a river, continues and flows.
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Two Moons, One Love
Beneath the first full moon, I looked up through the night,And wished that you were here to share its silver light.Though we may be apart, and distance bends the tune,My heart still found your heartbeat underneath that moon. The second night rose softly, with stars in quiet flight,Its glow became a promise that love could…
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What Happened to Frank?
Frank, where did all your poetry go?It vanished like socks in the laundry below.Your sonnets once sparkled, your couplets could sing—Now dust gathers thick on your favorite ink thing. Why did you stop writing? Did inspiration flee?Did it catch the last train to Cincinna… ti?Did your rhymes get distracted by pancakes and pie,Or retire for…
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Political Theater
The party gathered with a furious roar,Still counting the votes from the night before.They swore they’d move forward—then slammed on the brake,And vowed that each setback was someone else’s mistake. They promised to help, but whenever bills came,They shouted, “Objection!” and dodged every claim.A plan for the roads? “It’s a terrible scheme!”A plan for the…
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Autumn
Every leaf that hits the ground is a memory of you, and the scent of woodsmoke, crisp and gray, reminds me how you slipped away.
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