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kelly clare Dec 2017
Is poetry bad
Some say it leads to madness
All the bleak winters
And sorrowful nights
But what of the Spring
And the budding flower
Does that lead to madness

Is poetry bad
Some say it leads to depression
All that built up feelings
Anger, sadness, fear and pain
But what of joy
And happiness, gladness, and glee
Does that lead to depression?
Sorry we were talk about Edgar Allen Poe and that there as a link between madness and poetry in class and it got me thinking
kelly clare May 2016
you are my friend
you guide me
you aid me
you give me your love

so I am in debt
I owe you my love
I owe you my aid
I owe you my guidance

you are my friend
I push your limits
I test your patience
I laugh at your fails

but you forgive me
and you laugh with me
and you test my patients
and you push my limits

for you I am grateful
my dearest friend
I would still be lost if it weren't for you
because you found me
and brought me back
I am ever in debt to you
my dearest friend
kelly clare May 2016
12 o'clock is such a lovely hour
It is finally morning
The moon is gleaming
So bright and full
Oh yes 12 o'clock is a lovely hour

It is beautiful
The moon is silver
And the wind blows the trees
Stars shine with the moon
They light up the world together

There is no denying it cause it’s a fact that 12 o'clock
Is the best hour of the day or night
Mostly because it;'s silver
Or is it because I'm
The only one
Awake?
kelly clare Apr 2016
Life is like a river
it twists and it turns
it is hard to explain
it hits bumps and it slows
yet it is still beautiful
and it still gleams in the sun
through every thing
Life is like a river
kelly clare Apr 2016
call of the rainfall

pitter patter
splish and splatter
hear the gentle call
of the rainfall

raindrop drop
they gently plop
on your windowsill
causing us to do our greatest will

it is hard to resist
the gentle mist
and the sweet call
of the rainfall

even in the May
it is a lovely day
for the clouds to drain
for it to rain

come let us dance
come let us prance
thanks to the call
of the rainfall

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