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Poem: Waiting for the Rain
I sat waiting for the rain to come
Because the rumbling of thunder
Seemed to come from just beyond
My door; I expected the darkness
Of the sky to produce some kind
Of downpour, but none came.
I sat waiting for the rain to come
And wash away my expectations that
The sky would stay so dauntingly gray;
That life would be this way until
A wave of relief flooded it; that I
Would continue to spend my days
Like this, waiting for the rain.
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Poem: Thunder
A Haiku
Rumble and roll are
Words we use to try to calm
The sky as it screams.
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Poem: Love Letters
Love letters have a sort of magic
about them. Each one is an attempt
by the mind to simplify a sentiment
so consuming. They’re almost as
bold as language itself for assigning
a single word to summarize such a
filling feeling. How can I reveal to you
my heart with one letter and describe
all of how I feel with the word love
alone? It would hardly be enough.
I could fill a library with love letters
and still have more to say to you,
and still have more love left over,
and still love you just as much.
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Poem: Caterpillar
A Haiku
Caterpillar, you
Are stronger than you think. Soon
You will spread your wings.
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Poem: Tactless
Little is my love for you lately,
Knowing where you’ve been
And all that you’ve seen
Without a fraction of thought
For what it all might mean
When you recount it to me.
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Poem: Breeze
Daydreams of you drift
Into my mind like the breeze
That rustles the curtains
As it welcomes itself in.
I have finally found peace
Enough to close the windows
And let my thoughts of you
Be whisked away by the wind.
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Poem: Hot Cocoa
Trust your chilly fingers
As they wrap around
The warmth of a mug
Steaming with hot cocoa.
Let your cold weather blues
Melt away like bits of
Marshmallow goop
That float at the top.
Watch the steam rise
As your chest does
When you don’t forget
To take deep breaths.
Trust your chilly fingers
As they let the heat
Seep through the glass
And right to your heart.
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Poem: For the Stars
Stars above, paint a picture of light
Against the obsidian night sky.
Watch us wish on meteors,
Thinking that they’re you,
And show us little twinkles
As you shine down on us
Through the atmosphere.
We’ll reach for you again
And again and wonder if
Our hopes have reached
You, too. Stars above,
I wonder if you wonder
About and watch us as
We love to gaze at you.
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Poem: Sugar Sweet
Sugar sweet, my love,
You were meant to be the one
To set my fears asunder
And fill my heart with wonder.
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Poem: Hope
My heart has hope enough
To rise over mountains
And sweep across oceans,
Never to fall to one’s knees.
My eyes grow wide enough,
As this hope begins to
Rush through me, that
They send a signal
To everyone I meet.
I watch this hope, and
As I rise, I lose my will
To whine and cry.
My mind has come to
Realize that to rise with
Hope is to rise and shine.
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Poem: Intertwined
We never went on an adventure,
But we figured that was fine,
Because our hearts were satisfied
By our fingers intertwined.
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Poem – For Autumn
Spooky trees have lost their leaves,
And the breeze tousles my hair.
The smell of pumpkins drifts about
And sweetens the autumn air.
We gather with our mugs in hand
And sip warm tea on the stairs.
Your neighbor’s kitten watches us
From a nearby front porch chair.
Someone lights a cinnamon candle,
And we cannot smell from where.
Spooky trees have lost their leaves,
And we walk on autumn air.
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Poem: Quiet
A Haiku
The ceiling fan sings
As if it means to shield you
From your own silence
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Poem: Chime
The chime above the door sings
As you come gliding through,
Bringing along the velvet breeze
Of the autumn winds outside.
Your hands cradle your cheeks
As your arms rest on the counter,
And your coffee breath wafts
To me like a whispered secret.
The chime above the door sings
As you float away through it,
My heartbeat carried on the wind
To you like a whispered secret.
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Poem: Autumn
The summer wonders shine like sunlight,
flickering through the clouds in our memories
of ice cream dripping down our fingers
and slipping off onto our clothes.
We shiver as we consider the chillier days
and earlier nights that are waiting to bite,
whispering into our ears from the shadows
of the hazy fog of the oncoming winter.
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Poem: Breathing
She told you to take deep breaths –
throw a few minutes of air at your problems
and watch as they sink into the ground –
but you stretched your face into a yawn
and roared your deepest breath in her direction
in peaceful protest of her airy approach.
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Poem: Pink Lemonade
You poured out your pink lemonade
and placed the glass inside the sink,
where the faucet rained down on it
and washed the memory away
of puckered lips and the sour kiss
between you and that cold bottle.
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Poem: Breathing
She told you to take deep breaths –
throw a few minutes of air at your problems
and watch as they sink into the ground –
but you stretched your face into a yawn
and roared your deepest breath in her direction
in peaceful protest of her airy approach.
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Poem: Pink Lemonade
You poured out your pink lemonade
and placed the glass inside the sink,
where the faucet rained down on it
and washed the memory away
of puckered lips and the sour kiss
between you and that cold bottle.
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Poem: Solo
She danced around the room,
looking people in the eyes
as she twirled past them,
never meeting the same gaze
twice. In the flashing lights,
spinning late into the night,
she was untouchable,
her tears dripping like sweat,
catching light like diamonds,
slipping, unseen, to the ground
as she kept gliding forward,
spinning late into the night.
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