jg-fletcher - Hello Poetry

It's been a while Since I saw you last I have so many things That I want to say First, how pathetic I think It was that you tried to Find a replacement me Who's not as good looking Charming or even as good in bed He won't make you as happy as I did nor will it last I know you still love me So much in fact that you talk about me In front of him so much He's probably getting sick of it Before long he won't be able to handle you and your perpetual sadness You'll end things, realizing you made a mistake, and missed your chance at true happiness, and soon after You'll contact me "Baby, I want us back together" And I'll whisper "no"

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Dec 1, 2017

Dec 1, 2017 at 5:55 AM UTC

Two.Months

It's been a while Since I saw you last I have so many things That I want to say First, how pathetic I think It was that you tried to Find a replacement me Who's not as good looking Charming or even as good in bed He won't make you as happy as I did nor will it last I know you still love me So much in fact that you talk about me In front of him so much He's probably getting sick of it Before long he won't be able to handle you and your perpetual sadness You'll end things, realizing you made a mistake, and missed your chance at true happiness, and soon after You'll contact me "Baby, I want us back together" And I'll whisper "no"

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Has it been this long I feel like I'm rusty Out of practice Out of shape It's time to get back into The thick of things To return to the limelight I hope I succeed

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May 24, 2017

May 24, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC

Hiatus

Has it been this long I feel like I'm rusty Out of practice Out of shape It's time to get back into The thick of things To return to the limelight I hope I succeed

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Why is it That creatives like us Gain popularity A following, so to speak, By churning out love poems Lines of our past, often failed Relationships and semi hookups I know I am guilty of this You caught me red-handed But I'm inquiring because Sometimes, the best food for thought Is found in poems, not about love But about failure, success, pity Growth, maturity, lack there of Maybe, indulge me Maybe the best pieces of work Are outside the realm of human intimacy

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Mar 1, 2017

Mar 1, 2017 at 9:39 PM UTC

How Come?

Why is it That creatives like us Gain popularity A following, so to speak, By churning out love poems Lines of our past, often failed Relationships and semi hookups I know I am guilty of this You caught me red-handed But I'm inquiring because Sometimes, the best food for thought Is found in poems, not about love But about failure, success, pity Growth, maturity, lack there of Maybe, indulge me Maybe the best pieces of work Are outside the realm of human intimacy

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I went to their bed To lay my weary head down Only to hold doubt

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Nov 28, 2016

Nov 28, 2016 at 11:17 AM UTC

Bedroom

I went to their bed To lay my weary head down Only to hold doubt

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**** I did not get good sleep last night Actually, I hardly even slept Days have been stressful Seconds have become burdens Tasks I once anticipated with glee Dissipated into mundane labor I'm not going out as much Life has become a bit more difficult 5 years ago I did not foresee That this is where my road led me I spent a lot of sleepness nights Dreading my past failures My missed opportunities How did it come to this? Why has my demorilization superceded The calmed demeanor and self esteem I had once possessed I feel like I've been living life without Consequence and lack the responsibility To turn things on the wayside Furthering my progression to return To that road of calmed demeanor, Rational thinking and love The love I once had for myself I need some fresh air

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Nov 17, 2016

Nov 17, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC

Fresh Air

**** I did not get good sleep last night Actually, I hardly even slept Days have been stressful Seconds have become burdens Tasks I once anticipated with glee Dissipated into mundane labor I'm not going out as much Life has become a bit more difficult 5 years ago I did not foresee That this is where my road led me I spent a lot of sleepness nights Dreading my past failures My missed opportunities How did it come to this? Why has my demorilization superceded The calmed demeanor and self esteem I had once possessed I feel like I've been living life without Consequence and lack the responsibility To turn things on the wayside Furthering my progression to return To that road of calmed demeanor, Rational thinking and love The love I once had for myself I need some fresh air

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A bed is where we lay Pondering on the separation And miles we would be apart A cabin to ourselves Tending to goats and chickens Our body temperatures mixing It won't happen this year I had too many ties down here Your family awaited you up north You'll be returning soon But that time to ourselves And the responsibilities of mundane living Hikes set with foresty fields Golden glows, meters above sea level Will not come to fruition this year It's only been a day And today I choked up On the drive back home You choked up on your way north I'm decent at letters but this will do. Te amo, amore

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Jun 18, 2016

Jun 18, 2016 at 4:53 AM UTC

La cama

A bed is where we lay Pondering on the separation And miles we would be apart A cabin to ourselves Tending to goats and chickens Our body temperatures mixing It won't happen this year I had too many ties down here Your family awaited you up north You'll be returning soon But that time to ourselves And the responsibilities of mundane living Hikes set with foresty fields Golden glows, meters above sea level Will not come to fruition this year It's only been a day And today I choked up On the drive back home You choked up on your way north I'm decent at letters but this will do. Te amo, amore

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So much for being friends. I really thought our history Could make us see Through our differences. But in the end Discourse was too severe

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Dec 19, 2015

Dec 19, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC

Desacuerdo

So much for being friends. I really thought our history Could make us see Through our differences. But in the end Discourse was too severe

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I really don't understand Why people think they Have me figured out Sure, I'm well mannered Respectful and giving My natural introversion Proceeds me at times But believe when I say There's more to me Then what you see At face value I'm layered And I only open up To a select few The worst part is I haven't opened up to you I uphold my shy demeanor But in due time I won't hold back And my actions Will turn admirable

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Nov 3, 2015

Nov 3, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC

Admirable

I really don't understand Why people think they Have me figured out Sure, I'm well mannered Respectful and giving My natural introversion Proceeds me at times But believe when I say There's more to me Then what you see At face value I'm layered And I only open up To a select few The worst part is I haven't opened up to you I uphold my shy demeanor But in due time I won't hold back And my actions Will turn admirable

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I thought I knew you I thought I knew us Our dynamics Our interplay The trust we bulit A rapport we shared That unspoken understanding Our guards were up We feared letting each other in Our sullen hearts and tired eyes Could not fathom affection I may not be ready And, suffice to say, it's mutual But this is me letting go Of my untimely inhibitions

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Nov 1, 2015

Nov 1, 2015 at 10:42 PM UTC

Hourglass

I thought I knew you I thought I knew us Our dynamics Our interplay The trust we bulit A rapport we shared That unspoken understanding Our guards were up We feared letting each other in Our sullen hearts and tired eyes Could not fathom affection I may not be ready And, suffice to say, it's mutual But this is me letting go Of my untimely inhibitions

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Changed I've changed for the better That chapter I penned The year previous Reached it's conclusion Suffice to say That book A novel, rather Called Life I haven't finished it There are stories yet to be told For now, this will do

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Sep 16, 2015

Sep 16, 2015 at 1:07 AM UTC

Novella

Changed I've changed for the better That chapter I penned The year previous Reached it's conclusion Suffice to say That book A novel, rather Called Life I haven't finished it There are stories yet to be told For now, this will do

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