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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
A rose flower on my hand
Every night and morning
And noon and the evening
Waiting for someone like...
Because I am romantic poet
Who is designing art of pure
poetry, in midnight on my
bed close to my wife's lips
 Feb 2022 Elizabeth Squires
Zywa
Is peace to be free

while a war is raging on --


in other countries?
"oorlogsrappen" ("warraps", 2017, Anne Vegter)

Collection "Human excess"
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