Christine Kerr Poems

Just minding my business on my front porch
A young man struts by carrying a torch
He winks at me with a crazy stare
As I sit here in my rocking chair
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I tried and tried again
To write a poem from beginning to end.
Though this is what I planned at first.
The night goes on and my writing gets worse.
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Back when I was a kid at play,
we played games throughout the day,
Telephone wires that snapped on the ground,
were our skipping ropes we had found.
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Extroverts are energized by talking with others,
I'm sure, one snuck up inside my mother.
Being an Introvert, It's easy to see,
Extroverts will drain the life from me.
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Planned a night of beautiful bliss,
It all happen with a stolen kiss.
Fear we'll find, each other's core,
Only to find, we leave feeling sore.
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Can you enjoy a meal,
If it ain't your Cat.
Is he mad as a Dog,
or blind as a Bat.
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Your life seems so much in vain,
It's time you came in, from the rain.
Stop depending on me, I'm not your mother
Start looking inside yourself and not your brother.
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I was told, -'You drive me to drink.'
My bad habit was speaking before I think.
-'Typical drunk, like to blame others for your problems, '
Thought you would like me in helping you solve them.
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Should I take the time to explain,
Playing house was just a game.
You were expecting a mouse in our new life?
Aiming t to control me as your new wife?
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That voice, that voice,
Oh what you do to me.
Tantalizing, analyzing
Oh how it makes me free.
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