Words will never convey my thoughts
What I so want to say to her
It often leaves me overwrought
My mind becomes a hopeless blur.
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Our love, once like two vibrant leaves
Vigorous, lively, and vital;
Both clinging in a summer breeze
Beautiful and ornamental.
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A small crowd stood around the grave;
my presence being one of them.
With our heads bowed downward and our
Predominant, black and white clothes
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Accidentally chanced upon
While browsing through a set of tomes
An unrequited love poem
Marked between the yellowed pages
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A lifeless body laid face down
on the back alley wet sidewalk.
This time of night no ones around
especially now at three o’clock.
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I gaze into a whirling pool
from atop a small grassy knoll.
It’s like looking into the past.
Its magnetic, impelling force
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The theme of this poem is leaves;
Beautiful lateral structures
that dress the deciduous trees;
ephemerals one can’t ignore.
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The angry sky vented its ire
on the unostentatious town:
The lightning discharged, set afire
The atmosphere and rain came down
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Eight feathery class Aves (starlings)
Encompass a mud puddle
Between a cornfield and highway
Each taking turns splashing around
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Looking out a winter window
My eyes were focused on the snow.
A streetlight cast a yellow glow
Causing an eerie sight below.
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