Val Brooklyn Rogers Poems

A good Samaritan' s heart is gold.
One has a space called EMPTY.
For it is his smile that speaks to the hallow in him,
Instructing him not to walk away.
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True love knows no bounds.
Limitless, it jumps and tumbles rolling and
There, it lands.
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Death must be old fashioned way up in the future.
Nobody's gonna die. Tell me when.
Should I solicit from the REAPER?
Must I decide with my keeper?
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Clearly I am I
Carrier of EARTH' s nectar
CONSTELLATION AQUARIUS
Truth turns a transparent blue
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Blissful blossoms blooming
Look LUSTFUL lovers
Listless lovers looming
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Boys. Do boys break toys?
Knick knack patty wack. Give a dog a bone.
Some say the things that boys do are wrong
And even more wrong, still
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Can't help myself.
When I see you I can never
Keep a STRAIGHT face.
I have to smile every time
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This God some know is
Real to the deal
Not fake but GENUINE leather
And even better yet FUR to the feel.
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This God some know is
Real to the deal.
Not fake but GENUINE leather
And even better yet FUR to the feel.
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The sweet scent of wood on the morning air.
The dawning of another day.
When nature's escapades begin UNWRAPPING in
This November woods.
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