Francie Lynch Poems

When love has been tested
And found not wanting,
It's been tempered
In the flames of despair and loneliness;
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Clothes are for wearing.
Music is for listening.
Chairs are for sitting.
Children are for loving.
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This Time of Year
I want to write a Christmas poem,
But the muse ain't in the mood;
I look outside, it seems like Spring.
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Set a timer.
Watch the millisecs tick away;
Not so much telling me
How much time is left,
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When writers stop telling us
What we don't know;
When the musicians pack up
And leave the Big Show;
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It's awe inspiring.
It's wonderous.
I truly believe.
I'm IN.
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We should know better
With or without schooling.
If we willfully refuse,
If we disregard the facts;
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I made my Dr.'s appt on time... early... as normal.
And waited one hour. But that's okay.
He takes his time, and will also do so with me.
I'm called in.
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Robbie Burns Is a Plagiarist
I'm pissed off with Robert Frost
And the guy who wrote 'Paradise Lost.'
I ain't happy with Aristotle,
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I believe in her.
Not in supplication or prayer,
But because she cares
About every countless hair,
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