While I wait for
Blue Berry Cobbler
To blend, and heat
Through,
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Dying is like candy
Displayed on a grocer's shelf
Bright neon colors and
Odd, fascinating favors.
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Cleverness is knowing
When to say Hello
And when to run away
From the fear that hides
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Just think of all the
Forgotten poems
Created in the space
Of one computer booting up.
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Tangled hair
Wrapped in her fist
Sharpness brushed
Tiny shrapnel over my scalp.
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Washing dishes is like
Waiting for roses to bloom.
Roses blooming never wait
For washed dishes.
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Traditional tin,
Chipped red paint
On one wing.
Turning this way-
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Do you want a rhyme with that,
Or just a bit of rhythm?
Ye, we have meter,
It's not quite fresh,
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When a child counts one, two, three
Dragons toes used as a rule
Sleep lingers to be caught
Unaware by shrill brownies
...
Jingle-Jangle
That's how poems flow.
Abbreviated prose
With just a hint of
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