Sandra Osborne Poems

Ordinary.
Always wanted to be,
Ordinary.
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A frozen world
It glistens white
A cooling breeze,
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How many souls
Have come and gone
Before me?
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With an energy of love between our
Hands, fingers laced between the other.
That first touch of fire reveals the power
Starting to burst and starting to smother,
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Seems like
We want a war
To maim and kill and fear.
Hatred
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The stream still flows,
The stream, or windows...
Eyes of the blackened refuge
Of the damned.
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All you are
Is yourself;
And I celebrate
You for it.
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Still I try,
To think it out,
To solve the world.
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Cadillac ranch
On the album sleeve,
Cadillac ranch
All glaring with fame
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“Why did they hit you? ”
Well, the sun would come up.
“No, your parents,
Why did they hit you? ”
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