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My Dear Poet Jan 2022
“lay low”,
said the lilo
and stay slow
till the wind blow
go down
don’t drown

go on
slip along
stay afloat
in this boat
be brave
stay strong

drift and glide
hover and rest
ain’t it lovely
ride and slide
feeling alive
without a guide
or safety vest
Life is such and so
My Dear Poet Jan 2022
When you first fail,
you learn to fear

When you fear,
you continue to fail

When you fear to fail,
you learn nothing

When you fail to fear,
you’ve learned everything.
hey Mo I ain't ever seen you
looking so
low  
why oh why are you
looking so
low
I really reallly
want to
know

well the reason why I'm
looking so
low
is cause I've been
cancelled
bro
          
my act didn't well please
the ones afflicted with that
cancel culture disease

cancelled for good
cancelled for life
cancelled like a six  
p.m. flight

hey Mo you can't get around  
looking so
flat
you just got to get off that
cancelling
mat

don't let that cancelling
get you
down
cause I don't like looking
at your downcast
frown
  
yeah a smile is the
thing I must
wear
that'll show them
that I don't
care
My Dear Poet Jan 2022
He was a poet
She, a professor of english
When ever he’d share his heart
she’d correct his feelings
  Jan 2022 My Dear Poet
sandra wyllie
like pelting hail
till I had bumps
raised as braille
and he danced all over them
using his finger as a pen

He hit me
like a flying dart
pierced the bullseye
I, his mark
on his first throw
had me from the go

He hit me
like a bombing blizzard
billowing white dust
blinding me with every gust
till I was swimming in the soup
and then he flew the coop

He hit me
like quicksand
putty in his hand
as I moved
he would expand
and held me tight
into his chambers
and let me sink
like we were strangers
My Dear Poet Jan 2022

.
in
her
eyes
there is a
butterfly on
fire flickering
from her
lies

.
In
her iris
it spreads like
virus fluttering
as it slowly
dies

.
in
the
white
of the yoke
tears now soak
her wings and
her cries
.
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