Val Brooklyn Rogers Poems

Yards and yards of spring
Is left to come since we have
Just begun all muse
In caring contemplate a state
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Simple choices and causes purposefully
Pronouncing pronouns, tempers flare up
Clauses and voices righteous and dignified
Poses prose dispossess mercy knows it.
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It is hot out here.
Don't tell me about a sweater
I think the sun is broken
Walking down the same asphalt side walks
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Time will tell
It shall pass
Food will be cooked
Cakes will be baked
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I yearn to breathe
I yearn to be
What is it about this realm?
Merely a place of existence?
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Heavy heaves and hoe and rows
And rows of planting needs to be done
While the soil is rich and royal
A rake and shovel then a spade and
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Starving for it and desperate
For that perfect touch
Confessions of the heart
Hear a secret song
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A BREEZE sweeps the ocean's surface
Does the ocean moan an up beat tone
A wave over takes me.
I'm way back home.
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Mortality, a desperate dance
Of myriad souls.
Unto the graves that behold
Thy morbid kind.
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Mountains shall be cast
Down at your wake.
You are my sons as kings
About the earth, rushing
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