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It was the frogs’ croak
That greeted me as I walked this morn,
Oh nature, how lovely is your cloak
All varieties with it are adorned.
 Aug 2024 Jeremy Betts
Maddy
You didn’t know
You didn’t understand
Memories and demands
Happy ones are joyful
There will always be a smile
Sad ones  just like pelting rain and thunder
Stormy days seem to stay and linger more than awhile
All the lessons learned in school and life
Some forgotten but not the Golden Rule
Love
Respect
Care
Be Kind
Be Positive
Be Good
Listen carefully
Just Because
C@rainbowhaser2024
 Aug 2024 Jeremy Betts
Lin
Untitled
 Aug 2024 Jeremy Betts
Lin
I wish I could tell you
That I've already decided
To end it all now
 Aug 2024 Jeremy Betts
Styles
I when I think of you
I want to put pen to paper,
And write poetry that is naughty by nature.
 Aug 2024 Jeremy Betts
Styles
Pretty lips;
           bound,
           together,
           forever,
           we are.
it is one of the things—
that can make you feel alive,
it is also one of the things—
that can take your heart lives.
 Aug 2024 Jeremy Betts
Zywa
The more concretely

you tell a story, the less --


you'll be understood.
"Diary 1958-1959" (2006, Frida Vogels), February 12th, 1958 in Amsterdam

Collections "Trench Walking" and "WriteWiser signage"
 Aug 2024 Jeremy Betts
krm
Broken-record words,
twirl in the lobes of a brain.
Don’t play again.
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