Marilyn Jean Poems

They wrote less
Left paint run out
Here, nonetheless
Felt little doubt
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Dwelling here
Chewed all day
A thought or two
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The warm light kissed us all day
The garden felt as a green bliss
The bees buzzed after their sweet pay
Little birds went tweet-tweet-tweet
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Never mind how we gently named it
That it will be better once we admit
Today, it looked just simply like this
Shrouded in a pleasant spring bliss
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Care
Talk
Listen
Relax
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Listening to the rain
In my Saturday's mood
Hiding under the duvet
Watching over my thoughts
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When I cannot sleep
But when I cry
For this day
Too heavy here
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My fingers run on the keyboard
There is no talent here, see
It is too late, anyway
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Nothing will do but hide
It is too warm out there
Today a corner is my refuge
Curtains down for shade
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Surprise and shock
I want to laugh
And cry, too, all
At the same time
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