Richard G Berg Poems

You do things to me
That things can only
Dream of
This is everything
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Easter in Ukraine
Where love
Comes painted on eggs
Children's eyes sunrise
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An autumnal path
Leading nowhere
But somewhere
In one's undergrowth
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They were stuck. Their car
Refused to start. They heard words
Polite rain. Breakdown
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Between voices between plots
Between broken benches
Between flowers and death
Where the graveyard rots
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This is just to say
That waiting
For your answers
Answers many doubts
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I post. Therefore I
Am. To post or not
To post
Out out brief poem!
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One poet proclaims
He is not able
To talk
To write. His best piece
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Book title: How To
Not Get Angry
Ignore the
Split infinitive
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She spots Nostalgia
Rose beside its name-plate
Grows
Nostalgic to prune
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