Poetry
Short Poems
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Life is like colored pencils
Vibrant and varied in color
They can make pretty pictures
Or they can be dropped
And have their lead shattered
The choice is up to the artist
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Sorrow
Oh tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
Says MacBeth
His greatest sorrow
Is his greatest death
Yet but a shadow
Doth Lord MacBeth’s
Lamenting ‘morrows
Cast upon the dreary path
Of mine own pleading sorrows.
-4/26/02
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Tears of Sorrow
Tears of Pain
Nothing will ever be the same
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The Black Forest
Black as night by day
The Forest beckons you to play
With whispering words of death
It tempts you to take your last breath
Beware the Forest that plays
By black nights or by bright days
Unless your heart be of pure gold
Your journey will unfold
-10/16/02
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Nyte
Evening dawned,
Darkness reigned.
All he knew,
Was bleak pain.
His sheltered world,
Came undone.
His shattered heart,
Went un-won.
The Night was his friend.
Would the Day be his end?
Will his doom be fell?
Only time will tell…
-2/19/03