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- Did I Kill My Father at sharepoetry
He was raging at their stupidity;
Debating with much certainty,
That the girls would - An Im Conversation at sharepoetry
no....reallly where is the corkscrew... - Heart Larceny at sharepoetry
To indulge
My senses
With his essence. - I need help with a title (Cowboy Moon) at sharepoetry
A moon beam slipped,
Past my miniblinds
Tonight.... - WISDOM OF THE AGES (or Statistics 101) at sharepoetry
After spending / Significant time / Calculating odds, whilst / Playing poker.... / / I have determined / That..... / / It is not / Your chances / Of winning / That you need to know. / / You must realize / Your probability - The Edge at sharepoetry
My thoughts...
Suspend me
From sanity's ceiling... - Simple Chemistry at sharepoetry
Do a shot!!
Tip the bartender well. - Anticipation at sharepoetry
........ you ravish me
There on the hearth.... - As Time Tacks Away at sharepoetry
Savoring each tick of the clock;
- The ONE MORE SIP OF CROWN poem at sharepoetry
your boots still on.....
holding up your shirt tails,
- The Sharepoetry Blues at sharepoetry
I am attempting to come up with a poem, that can use ALL the descriptive words above. - Summertime Lullaby at sharepoetry
Of this trailer
I am queen. - College Teachers: by a Non-Traditional Student at sharepoetry
And out Of your dogma You peek. - the Power of Suggestion at sharepoetry
The Air force Flies its’ jets overhead While I am mowing.
- A Bill of Rights at sharepoetry
The musky perfume
Of sweat,
And hills of glorious earth. - Golden Thread at sharepoetry
A diversion... - Fettered at sharepoetry
Snatching it tight...
To heighten the spell. - As Long As at sharepoetry
It would’ve been better,
To marry my first lover. - the Detritus of My Living at sharepoetry
A National Geographic calendar- a lovely gift from my lover- who encourages me to organize my life- if only minimally - Simple Chemistry at sharepoetry
Alas, love is flawed;
Not every cake rises. - NERVOUS BREAKDOWN of The Grocery Store Variety at sharepoetry
By the time / He finally came out of, / What he, affectionately, / Called his “Cave”.... / (Detestingly, / I called it / His “Lair”). / The eggshells / On the floor, / Had been pulverized, / From the light treading, / We had all done
