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Spring Sprang
Summer Rang
Sunlight Sang

Moon's Risen
Evenings Glisten
Angel's Listen

A Tale's Serenade
Lovely Memories
A poem written in Ireland
I guess I'll watch you drown
Let me put on my clown nose
Then you can waste my time
Articulating why I'm so awful
For wanting you to be okay

I guess you'll be going soon
Up to the Coors light mountains
Then maybe down to Miami
Where you'll come to realize
I was only speaking the truth

Or maybe you'll linger here longer
And use me as target practice
Because you just could not
Get yourself up out of bed
And immersed into the world

You only ever talk about
  Feb 2022 Elizabeth Squires
HOPE
I fell in love
And out of love with you
When truthfulness expired between us.
Drawn by the sadness of time
Minutes of repeated striations
Hours of wounded sketching
Days draining color
Outstare me...I dare you
Survey my damage
Morphing into
A dueling masterpiece
For the young artist
in his hands
he held a chunk of rock
within it lay
a diamond of beauty
he pined to extract
her from the ore
for he so wanted
to see her perfections
yet she'd not be
cajoled
out of her mother load's
material

he pondered
over the gem
so exquisite
how he yearned
to sense
her facets gleaming
exclusively for him
but she was embedded
and unreachable
there she'd stay in the
rough mantle's ore
ne'er could she be
his to embrace  


he'd not feel her heart
palpating along side him
all hopes were dashed
his longing would remain
the lovely diamond
not releasing out of the
rock's permanent casing
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