If I had the money,
if I had the time,
I’d buy a big old car
and drive to the oceanside.
Might be in the morning,
maybe late at night,
the stars might be shining,
or the sun might be bright.
And when the evening came,
I’d walk along the shore,
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There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.
Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie--
Perfect passion and worship fed
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The charming Miss Lola dwelt in the small town, at the edge of Red River,
With only her goose, 'Rouge.' She was named after her spot of wet vigor.
Rouge was the darling of Miss Lola, like precious spring, coming to visit;
And was forever roaming from river to house, like golden stars, in orbit.
Rouge frequented every room, as if aware that it was her dwelling, too;
Like the blue hours of glittering sun, when purple butterflies follow you.
Famished friends came to dinner, and ofttimes elderly neighbor, Franklin;
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A Conversation Poem, April, 1798
No cloud, no relique of the sunken day
Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip
Of sullen light, no obscure trembling hues.
Come, we will rest on this old mossy bridge!
You see the glimmer of the stream beneath,
But hear no murmuring: it flows silently.
O'er its soft bed of verdure. All is still.
A balmy night! and though the stars be dim,
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In a kingdom called Vividale, long ago, lived a loyal knight, Sir Andrew,
Famed for turning the tide in battles, and none of the tales were untrue!
Intelligent and a natural leader, Sir Andrew's fast horse was called Fury.
Together, they were an incredible duo, like whipped cream, with a cherry.
The king was very pleased, since the kingdom remained happy and free;
And Andrew was often present at court, like breezes, telling flower stories.
Fast-paced friends made life fun for Andrew, and fashionable wife, Fern;
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The leaves are limp and dry
no laughter in them anymore
watch them fall disappointed
to the woodland floor, brittle and torn
they take with them this year forlorn
crumpled beneath chestnut husks.
The year ahead, a vacant lot, awaits
veiled beneath the spider web earth,
coiled in promise and expectation
the softest hush the quietest sigh
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Sights when out walking that bring a smile!
Fence posts like proud soldiers, mile after mile,
Occasionally crossed with a three-step stile,
Sights when out walking, mile after mile!
A stream wandering aimlessly along,
Now and then the trill voice of a birds song.
The Grey Heron stalking his watery prey,
Content in the quiet of a warm summers day.
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Petals & Pigsty
The tendrils of my hair fall down to my feet,
Covering my body in a curly black silk.
In this form, I grasp my mortality,
Born to live and die in vain.
I keep count of the petals I pick.
Flowing down towards my toes in a synchronized dance.
The beauty of nature now turning to stare me in the eyes.
A wounded fawn,
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Rising from my bed this morning,
To another beautiful day dawning.
The Ancient Forest comes to mind.
Hoping for adventure; secrets to find.
Walking out across the meadow,
Pondering on which way "we" would go?
The old kissing gate "we" passed through,
"We" stood spellbound; in awe of the view.
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Suzie lived next door to Tom, and their families were the best of friends;
Like toffee clouds, chasing rainbows, once the blue storm wildly spends!
Tom and Susie enjoyed playing together, since they were the same age;
Like fine art, in the age of colors, when beautiful became all the rage!
Bike riding and hide and seek, roller skating and tag, they often played;
Like sunset orange, a jewel of the dusk, recalling daring plans we made.
Other friends told funny jokes at their fence; then came inside to frolic,
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