joe wprtham Poems

Outside. All is quiet
On this December night
With full moon shining
And the wind is still.
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The Runaway

She seems out of place
Sitting alone in a barber shop
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The skin
Is there to hold
The outside out
And the inside in.
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I've often written humorous and profound
Poems and prose about the trees, ground
To yield a paper thankless in its role
In serving humanity, young and old.
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Grand Mother's Soup

Remember "Grandfather's Axe"
The story of how the handle was replaced
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We were told
The Virus would not mutate
Then as test developed
There are six variants.
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