Sirpheno The Knight Poems

This morning I made my coffee,
picked up my sunday paper
and went out to my patio
to have a nice quiet start to my day.
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I was 8 years old, with a New Red Rider and 3 packs of BB''s.
I worked my way around my back yard,
shooting, doors, cans, bottles, posts and such.
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Once upon a time ago, Your beauty,
I longed to see.
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As I slowly walked across the Landing-Zone,
I passed a stretcher placed on top of two sawhorses.
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As I am resting
on the beach tonight
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True Poetry is
within us all
no matter
be we big or small
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She Knows Who She Is

Here is my story it’s mine alone
About the woman I have never known
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Today is a day of rest.
I will not write a poem for you to test.
I will refrain from all my lust
I leave my pen resting in the dust.
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Please tell me, Dear Poem Reader,
Does my Poetry really smell?
I wish to become Rich and Famous,
Do I have A snow-balls chance in hell?
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When I was young
and in my prime,
I use to ”DO-IT”
all the time.
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