lazy and sheathed the carrier at ease
no sooner a bit to eyes a please
rises to the occasion slowly swells
soon any doubts in prospectives quells
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Her lovely frock and neat ponytails
vibrant flash of her manicured nails
Oohs and ahs of farewell at school
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I quiver, the day is here an no time is left.
when heavens will fall, when life is bereft
in despair I craze, must I part with my bliss?
wounded my heart; aches for the slaking kiss
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My first love I’v forever lost!
I sit hushed, endure the cost.
Gone she! to the merry ways
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Us
Thus
We make our dream
So serene
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(Late night scene in the CT suite…dedicated to all the staff)
An aged face in the dead of night
Flashing blinkers coax a fight
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Never a space may foster gloom
Nor a shred of fear or doom
If its doors stay firmly shut
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We hold in our palms
Many solutions to a quest
Also in our hearts
so close to our heaving breast
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A thousand wishes so, each leaves one, devoid of breath.
Many desires now rest, fulfilled; so many yet remain unmet.
Fears why my smiter? Shall it remain upon his neck?
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(Dedicated to Riane Eisler … an illustrious writer)
Sainthood throw;
bombast some blow.
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