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learn to swim
with water all around you
your breath is heavy
and your heart it beats
most rapidly
as you look around you
for something to cling to
that you might ride out to shore
seek
seek
a truth
to fit you
like an old glove
so warm and comfy
making your whole body
tingle in all the wonder
and the thrill that lies in finding
that perfect form that will hold your heart
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the beautiful forest
i walked into a beatiful forest
where the trees all waved "hello"
and the wind whistled my name
the rabbits scampered at my feet
as the ducks flew up above
quacking at me
guiding me
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the silent movie queen
she emerges from her morning toilette
batting her long darks lashes over her doe eyes
smiling with those rich dark heavily painted balck lips
and teeth white as pure snow
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a big moose on skates
oh he leaps over barrels and he leaps over crates
nothing quite as graceful as a big moose on skates!
and he wiggles his antlers and hums through his nose
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i felt you pass through my soul
was a night
just a night
nothing special
late autumn
and i found myself
walking
in the old neighborhood
where we once had a home
and our house stands before me
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hallow's eve
on the eve of it all
as we sit
way up here
on the cusp
of all the madness
and we watch
as all the streets below
filled with little children
all decked out
and ready to go
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halloween haiku
angry faced pumpkin
with jagged teeth and sharp eyes
fire rages within
ding dong goes the bell
please give us lots of candy
cute little beggars
blood dripping from chin
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it's kinda eerie, isn't it?
it's kinda eerie, isn't it?
i heard there was another one last night
Sally heard the screaming
and by the time the police could get there
Leslie Hemphill was hacked to ribbons
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the halloween song
oh let's snuggle under
the big gold and red trees
and talk of hobgoblins
in the chill of fall freeze
tell of tales of horror
of screams and hollow pleas
the monster starts running
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marionette
i sit here
in this dark
and cold
empty closet
sometimes
a mouse runs by
other times
i just sit
with my head
against the wall
and eyes wide open
a big red smile
is painted on my face
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the cold early morning drive
not much i can say
in the early cold of morning
with a heaviness in the air
my throat all scratched up
i can barely speak
but who needs talk anyway
at a time like this?
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ostrich
my neck, as you see it is long
through it i will belt out a song
a melodious sqawk
though i can't even talk
i'll sashay and sway right along!
i'll sing about feathers and such
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casual observations from across a crowded cafe
across a crowded cafe
i see them sitting there
sipping cappuccino
or some such coffee drink
a man and a woman conversing
perhaps a first date?
they seem a little jittery...uneasy
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the truest friend
it's trickling
down the side of your face
and yet it hurts me so
to see you cry
rain from your soul
i'm sure it's been building
and building and building
in utter dread
for this day
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