Poetry Forms Poems

Crashing
Clashing
Splashing
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Some snow still remains
as haze moves low on the slopes
toward evening
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Tonight, the Queen of phantoms calls my name
As in a witch's fire there burns her flame,
I look to the skies and answer her claim,
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Her spirit is as free as heaven's air,
the gorgeous girl whose love I long to share
while tripping through the light of passion's air
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We never found a way under his sway.
The elephant trampled us in the fray.
At Lion's carnal feast we did fall a prey.
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Her older sister dared her to
pick up the armored crawly bug
and hold it in her tiny hand.
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he lived in a city
made of elevators
and dead end alleyways
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The Muse has fled the empty mind,
The pen has stilled, the words are gone.
Inspiration is sadly lacking
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Today's another king tide, and we'll soon find out
If the last few days rain, will cause floods again.
The streets are clean, and all the mud removed,
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Should you be moved to speak in anger dear
I ask that first you test your words alone.
If meaning's very clear, then is it fair?
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