Debora Short Poems

I'd be honored to sit
With y'all
I'll start out with a fine chablis
Civil-ed Spirits
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Red

Emotionally tense
Evoking thoughts
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Sands of time, sands of home, and sands of love
Sing such lovely songs to my well traveled

Sandy toes tickled warm Caribbean
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Time cavorting
Into years
Flirtations milked
Reminding wrinkles
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Night’s hazed bridge
Points to the unearthly-ed
Sky cantina stare-ing
Like a dreaming halo-ed solace
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The meadow nourished in softest
Sedges scattered amid violet milk weeds

Incredible flowered attractions
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Yesterday, when I was angry
With the world
And made you cry…
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Early morning mists envelop and swirl
Beneath Smokey’s English topography

By day, she sports a stylish new fall coat
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Old man fading,
A dusty,
Old quill, nearly silenced
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Some-times…
The poetry trolls
Nip at my feet
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