Ravenna Bell Poems

Maybe my muse
Missed me all week
Neglected for necessary
Now, hurry, again, go
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I cannot tell you
I love you wild
Worlds would crumble
At the release of those words
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Love under this sky
At best it warps
Wears out, wracks
Itself upon walls
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Thank you for cold water
To stand me up
Coffee brewed strong as whiskey
Distilling spirit into me
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Next time I won't
Spill my coffee
Will compartmentalize
Negativity and absent
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I told her everything
Down to the last
Drops of forgotten
Disappointment
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