Bianca Free Poems

summer is doused with rain

summer is
flying with clipped wings
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What of the grass or the lilies

The spacious sky of milky blue
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Enemy of mine

With strengths unknown
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In a competition, surely would I lose
with all these weaknesses that I did not choose.
And in disappointment would I turn my eyes low
searching on the ground for some pride to borrow.
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Sheer and calm,

these oceans have saved many lives.
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quiet are the crickets
when they laugh in the night.
softly does the grass rustle
as it spouts.
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It came,
a hum sweet and low
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denial and doubt
infused into
streams of tears
rampantly run
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It isn't a constant downward spiral

Nothing is ever so simple
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People everywhere strive to be strong.
Life long enemies are trying to get along.
Even with the universal effort to be right,
Everything's going so wrong.
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