Last night I saw you
On the waterfront
You glanced at me
And I looked your way!
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Poems without readers
Are like lonely wallflowers
On the wide dance floor.
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Poetry is a solitary art
But beautiful words come alive
While we write.
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Sky watching
On top of a mass of green and brown
Sitting knee to knee
Forehead to forehead
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How I wish I could move you
On the floor of my mouth
To articulate the thoughts
That arise in me.
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Gold and silver may perish
With the forces of nature
But a good poem will stay
It can withstand
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Experts advised her
To expel you
And never
She will see
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You have a razor-sharp mind
And a barb wit
You speak eloquently
It matches
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He was selected
From among the finest
Of all men
To carry the loads
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A house near the hill
Lit up when a sunbeam broke
Through the alto clouds.
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