Sandra Osborne Poems

Spring on Sunday,
Some falling rain
Flowers and showers
Gaining fame.
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Cats gone crazy,
Feeling the heat
Walking around,
Low on their feet.
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Birds,
Dragons long gone,
Images of a past
No one remembers.
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J
Most men in my life have
a favourite desire
One particular guy who I’ll repeat
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Somewhat sad and more is true,
I never know quite what to do,
Is God my sole and only truth?
Is life and death just years apart?
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Love is such a light affair,
Wonder pain,
And sunshine air.
Somehow seems like a toy,
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Sitting around a musty hotel,
Drinking a musky muscatel,
I saw her uncovered shimmering shine,
And I smiled a longing wanting smile,
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Ever noticed sometimes
how laughter
can seem so far away?
Another season, another year.
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Drunk and wanting to be higher
Another drink, can’t find my smokes
Always wanting more from fire,
To much rebellion from my folk’s.
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S
Always the same with anger against us,
War for freedom sounds insane.
Torture ended
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