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Sweet Dreams

no horizon

seas starved sky bleak

abyss where tubed monsters victims seek

 

thoughts like serpents

regrets black orcs

airless tides of fear where no one talks

 

scaly remorse

shoals of regrets

but no sane fisherfolk cast their nets

 

carnivorous,

my flotsam of shame

spins round whirlpools without a name

 

encased in lead

how can lungs breathe

a...

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A poem about my lovely husband, Rick.

It's all I can do
To sit up and gaze upon your beauty
As you lay there
Unaware
Your chest rising
Then falling
Once rugged hair now
glistening and twinkling
As the moonlight catches
And I sigh
You're in so deep now
The streaks of silken hair rise and fall
With every breath
I turn next to your face
Lined with the beauty of age
And wisdom
And stress
And I quietly observe
The flare o...

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