Nicole GravellPellerino

How I loath you presence
in this cynical world
destroying the beauty
that once was
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The T.V. echoes in the back round
but is muffled by
drunken screams
of the marriage on the rocks
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The golden sun
rises against
the morning horizon,
glistening like glass
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Powerful words shot from the liP
Operatically played and sung solO
Eerie expression of poetic lifE
Transcends every placed statemenT
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Have you ever wondered
What’s its like to see through a child’s eyes?
Have you ever wondered
What a child’s sees?
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Blank pages
gently kiss my imagination,
inspiration strikes!
Flames of words flare up
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mountains of white snow
pile up miles high
marshmellow flakes
blow violently through the bitter air
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When reality turns to memory
A single rose stands apart
Its bright petals turn to gray
The color drains
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The sweet aroma
of freshly falling rain
after a severe
mid summer thunderstorm
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Often we hear tales of valiant men,
heroes from legends of old;
heroes that rise up against evil
and stand up for the good,
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She walks alone
on a dark, and humid
July night,
her ear buds in
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I Close my eyes
listen, silently
to the sweet melodies
as they take me on new adventures
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Sitting here peacefully
on my squeaking wooden chairs
gazing out in to the clear star filled night sky
and the endless corn fields
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They are glowing icy balls
of gas and light
with long sweeping tails
that eloqently sail
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My newborn nephew
Born with eyes so bright
You fill this world
With such joy and delight
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Butterfly
fragile, tiny
crawling, fluttering, rests,
fuzzy, light, soft, smooth, colorful
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Grandpa,
it's me your little girl
all grown up now
and I am missing you so
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The audience is gone
the applause have stopped
and the instruments are put away
the band is on stage
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Walk with me...
in the snowy woods
where the trees
notice our passing
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It's not an image
one may contemplate,
nor a picture-perfect
aspect of your mind,
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