• The image is of purple twilight with fluffy pink clouds
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    I see cosmic typhoons and tycoons wandering under the purple moon near the edges of a blue lagoon playing their loud double bassoons  I feel like a lonely loon in a Groucho cartoon or poor Rocky Raccoon  from that Beatles’ tune  fly me to the Full Moon in your hot-air balloon release me from this war-torn cocoon I can be ready anytime soon after I’ve ...
  • The image is of a dark and dank foggy morning
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    Tis early, on a dank and foggy mornAll the groans of lovers sound inside outAnd their bed lights shine on the icy lawnEven the yapping canines have lost count I’m wandering these streets, groping on trustLike the bad old days of whiskey and wineI’m looking for her last piece of stardustAll I find is some ...
  • Brown journal on desk with iced coffee and a mug of flowers
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    What makes a life worth celebrating?
  • open book
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    A short acrostic poem about the wonders of poetry!
  • girl staring in the distance
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    What do you see when you look into the past?
  • Black trimmed compass laying on a cream white background
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    Inside the White House of JusticeI found an unused compassThe dial was both black and whitePointing up, down, left, and rightNot the normal North-south, East and WestSlyly, I looked around and tucked it into my vest Oh well, I thought, finders’ keepersWhy leave it for the government sweepers?Despite not showing me, which way I was ...
  • large broken mask in a field of green bushes and wildflowers
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    Dreaming when I’m wide awakeI let my spirit soarNever knowing what’s at stakeWhen I open that door Seeing things that don’t belongInside the waking worldBut I float upon a songAnd let my mind unfurl I do not know if I’ll reviveFrom this deep fantasyI only know I feel aliveWith things I cannot see So if ...
  • The dark chasm
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      There is a dark chasm in the groundHere, on the wrong side of town Beyond the precarious edgeI cannot see a safe landing ledge The black abyss is bottomlessAnd fiendishly fathomless As I peer across the boundless crackI wonder about life’s widening trackWill I ever be able to find my way back?
  • The Twilight Moon
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    I stand within the Twilight ZoneBetween pitch black and home Here in no man’s landListening to the Last Post from the bandstand I am not scared, nor do I feel aloneThe deep grayness glows like black chrome Bathed in droplets of moon rainThe tapestry’s dampness melts into the fading plain As I wander above my ...
  • feet of sleeping person
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    What have you learned from the School of Life?