Harry the Panda
5am and Harry wakes up
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you would wage war upon me
would you do such a thing? wage a war upon me? are we not best friends, you just like me? thanatos turns into eros when the cycle turns, do not wage a war upon me for you will surely win.
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Let us not forever be enemies
let us not forever hate each other, remember once we lay in each other's arms and loved all night. you loved my yellow skin and found me evil but delighted in saying so.
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Fringe Review: In Edinburgh They Kiss on George Street By Lyn Gardenia
The finest performance I have seen this year.
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The poets trinity
poets must be stoic as a tree rooted in coastal chalk-rock ravaged bent in one direction Willing as a lightening-rod to burst into fires free... There is but one love triangle
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I go in search of nothing
I go in search of nothing and as they say nothing becomes of nothing but god willing, I’ll find me something...? The night is brim filled with stars look over head at Jupiter and Mars
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The Beach at Dark
An edited version of my old poem, "Darkness". I decided to change it, because the other one didn't really fit the title, and I wanted to changed some things about it, too.
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Windmill Machine
“ The clock starts ticking...It echos across the room and fades to nothing. The fan on the ceiling creaks and sputters like a broken windmill machine.
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A Lovely Day
Tired shuffles toe-step along the bus aisle with hard stares interrupted by a shout of “Nice Day”
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When I was a little girl I lived in a little village. Everyone knew everyone and there was a real sense of community.
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