CRY CRY BABY (IP)
When I was very small I wanted always to fly So our old home with rickety two flights of stairs instead of going to the bedroom so dark nobody in I stood on the landing
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a prairie moon
When the golden sun sets on the wide plain there is beauty here that still remains as the stout farmer leads a tired horse to stall a light breeze rustles tall green grass
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The Rush
New York is home to the rush. Chaos is ever-present. Men and women hurry to work. The destitute line the roads, begging. The intense atmosphere is palpable. Vehicles demand the streets, unmoving.
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There Was a Child Went Forth (In the Tradition of Walt Whitman)
There was a child went forth everyday, And the first object she looked upon and received with wonder or pity or love or dread, that object she became,
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Nature'S pawn
Over the mountain and through the night a pale dark wind whistled wildly on churning soft snow softly beating down turning hearty green growth to frosty cold white
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I saw a saw had cut a tree down
Standing malancholy and forlorn on the side of the highway,alone A mighty truck passed me by loaded and dripping with fresh cut wood It seemed to me to be bloodied
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Christmas Day in Fort Lauderdale, Florida
Saturday, December 26, 2010 Christmas Day- Ft. Lauderdale, Florida
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Strangers In The Pub
I met him in the pub. He had dark hair, which was kind of floppy. His eyes were like melting chocolate. He sat next to me, and asked what my favourite drink was. I said it was a pint of Guinness.
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