Roberta James Mitchell Poems

they say i´m a punk,
they said it out loud,
and when all people turned
and looked at me,
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Hold In Cauld Field...
stay in inocence,
is that what you meant
Mr. Salinger?
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you're an orange peel thrown down the window,
i saw you when you fell,
i watched you while you were floating in the water,
next to my boat, in the middle of the sea.....
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i left my tears on the road,
and a plant grew up
in the place where they fell
it was a sad plant
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she dances like a queen
in a summer night
pagan fest,
twisting and rolling
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this feeling's been piercing my soul for many years,
it has ripped off all of my emotions,
and it fills my heart in sucha way that there's no room
for any other thing to get in there,
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what if the world ends
while i'm not there
to take care of you
to protect you
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I wrote a line and it grew arms and a mouth

Then it started to talk to me.
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what i like the most
it's to lie on my back
and stare at the sky,
to lie on the grass
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i feel like i've been here before,
don't you?
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