Bonnie Shipman Poems

I catch you crying
in the closet,
and wonder
what has gone wrong.
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Encrusted with jewels
And covered with gold
It may be priceless
But it can be sold
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I slip
Away
Like wind
When summer
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Mysterious gray
The shadow of a lone tree
Silently waiting
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I have long brown hair;
hers is long and blonde and smoother than mine
I write poems or stories or songs;
she writes too, but her poems are more poetic
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pride is cruel
through me
but it doesn't
have to be
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A maze of black and white emptiness
Fills me with a sense of craziness.
Empty spaces are waiting to be filled-
With words finely ground and milled.
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I've only got a penny,
One shiny copper penny.
But I have lots of plans.
I could make a stage
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The wind is calling me
The rain cries out my name
I am a child of the winter:
The shivering of leaves;
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