Artistically,
Individualistic,
Luminosity.
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Experiencing,
Extraordinarily,
Serendipity.
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Removed by forests of trees
By lakes that mimic the seas.
By fields of flowers and bees.
Deers prancing the plains in threes.
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Hauntingly,
he called out in his birdsong to a female that would never answer.
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Remember that vibrant, beautiful yellow rose?
That you gave to me on our first date.
Before it lost all its beauty,
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I don't watch babies be given needles.
I look away when I see roadkill.
I don't slow down to stare at dead bodies in lethal car accidents.
I skip the torture scenes in movies.
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Dying must be the easy part?
Not as hard as it seems.
It's living with a broken heart
Missing you,
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Put away all your weapons and war.
No more fighting, tears or sorrow.
When you walk through the streets,
there will be no need to cower or scurry.
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One day you will lose someone to death,
They will lay in front of you,
all their life gone.
Their eyes open but not seeing.
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Biting winter walk
The wind turns my skin crimson
Reminding of you
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The couple given:
pots, pans, a tea set, a quilt,
a doll for the bride.
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I mostly like to write free verse poems. Non fiction and fictional poems. I live in Canada. Poetry is a passion of mine. I hope my poems help the readers in some way with some thing that happened to them, that they have been through in life or just have felt the same way. A poet that I currently can't get enough of is Charles Bukowski. A big fan. If he was alive I'd be very much annoying him. :) Tara. Tara.)
Classism.
Underprivileged,
Socioeconomic,
Stereotyping.
Tara Schley.