Jane Meyer Poems
I’ve never talked about this love before,
But I will not avoid it anymore.
You see, there’s this guy…
...
When I was little,
I was terrified of the dark.
But as I grew older,
I got over the fear.
...
You tell me to focus on joy and light.
Yet, I tend to think of my pain through the night.
You beg me remember when I used to smile.
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He takes my hand,
and wraps it in his.
“It’s so cold! ” he exclaims.
“Why is that? ' he asks.
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(I was in a bad mood and this is what came to me. I happen to think stuff like this is funny, if you don’t, then don’t read it. Well, I warned you. I’ll updat if more come to me.)
You’ll never reach the end of the rainbow,
and even if you did,
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Why is it
when I ask my sister
how she knows it’s love,
she says
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(This was just my sister and I messing around one morning, describing how she hates to make peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches at our mom's house.)
I had a dream
that the good bread was back
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I’ve got all these thoughts,
bouncing around my head:
emotions, words, phrases,
but they just don’t come together.
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She tells me,
that she’s no longer responsible,
that she’s no longer the cause of my pain,
that from here on out,
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