ShellyBean Stanowski Poems

Monday 27
The great escape takes place on Sunday,
my cruel captors are driving me insane.
I know these human haven't got a clue,
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I am mesmerized by my tears
as they wear away the seams
holding back the waves of you
shores endless foaming dreams
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The ride seemed longer than usual tonight.
Blessed Friday!
She could hardly wait to get home.
All she could think about was her lilacs today,
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Oh captive bird that I am
you have clipped my wings
words of despair behind bars
are the only songs that I sing
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The quiet of night keeps alluring me
underneath the moonlight with my love
Where lingering voices whisper softly
in the lavender of twilight there of
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The cloudless summer day
beckoned him to the rose garden,
'her' rose garden.
Opening the gate he wondered,
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She is adorned with conch shells,
shades of pink,
mottled brown
and tan.
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From her protective world,
a glass covered case...
the porcelain doll stands there
(frozen in time)
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You flow thru my dreams
like raging waters,
furiously cascading down...
down...
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Wide-eyed wonderment
newly discovered things
Curiosity brimming
natures glorious spring
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