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A Valentine Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see Him when he came, but didn't seem to miss him if he stayed away. |
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A Northern Legend There sits a lovely maiden, The ocean murmuring nigh; She throws the hook, and watches; The fishes pass it by. |
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Through Security I take off my boots because of their steel shanks. I take out my orthotics, place my coat and purse in the bin, place my carry-on on the belt. I take off my shirt, my jeans, my bra. |
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I Feel Horrible. She Doesn't I feel horrible. She doesn't love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that's just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid. |
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A Poison Tree I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. |
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Fie On Love Now fie on foolish love, it not befits Or man or woman know it. Love was not meant for people in their wits, And they that fondly show it |
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THE MORE LOVING ONE Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. |
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Rosalie "O pour upon my soul again That sad, unearthly strain, That seems from other worlds to plain; Thus falling, falling from afar, As if some melancholy star Had mingled with her light her sighs, And dropped them from the skies! |
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* I * We thought we were beggars, we thought we had nothing at all But then when we started to lose one thing after another, Each day became A memorial day -- And then we made songs Of great divine generosity And of our former riches. |
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When Rising from The Bed of Death When rising from the bed of death, O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear? |
