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After the Rain
Let there be peace between us.
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I don't wanna be alone.
It was usually dark out tonight. The sky was painted black, the moon tucked behind a thick gray cloud. The occasionally star could be seen if you squinted.
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A haiku
Opening the door Little one's laughter I hear-- a father's reward
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The punctuation hike
the ellipsis was his unfinished morse code plea; an S with no-O-S. the dollar sign was a snake slain by his bike blinker-hot under an asterisk sun.
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Sentient Raindrops
If each, careening raindrop a sentience entrains, then why do phobic, living creatures obstain All distinct droplets an archetypal life contains, yet to glimmering coat of mail, each enchains
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Road Trip
We're cutting a line below the star-spangled dome, through the dry grasslands and the forested hills. The trail we leave is not always straight and the journey we make is haltering.
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Villains
So who visited you in your childhood bed? -The old man in red or the woman with wings? Or perhaps other unearthly things. Or maybe the villains who arrived at night
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The ramblings of a mad man.
A little poem I wrote whilst bored, not really sure where it went, confused myself a little!
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Up all night
I was waiting here up all night couldn't sleep try as I might
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Nutfield Girl
I've been down And I've been out The only thing I used to count on Was doubt As I wandered lost This big old world Never met no one Like my Nutfield Girl Had my heart split in two
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