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Que Sera, Sera, Whatever will be

We are what we eat, what we absorb, what we take in,
this is mine,
I taste and find, mmmm, worth a chew, slow said
the voice,
of the caterpillar,
of course,
smoke rings,
from the smoke stack
on a D-9 Cat, stuck in the mud,
since November,
till summertime,

lowland realization, land too flat, don't drain.

I jes' set'n'look at that,
Chrome Yeller Caterpillar, worth more than I made,
in ten years after the army,

and I laugh, at how I ain't bound to fret,
or fuss,
no nonsense was ever actually more than literaturely true.
Que Sera, Sera, Whatever will be, was on the clipboard and got here before I made sense enough to stop it from wising off.
You don’t feel loved cause
YOU DON’T FEEL LOVE
 Mar 2023 Poetic Eagle
Parker
angels
 Mar 2023 Poetic Eagle
Parker
you always called me angel
so maybe its my time to spread my wings and fly
 Sep 2022 Poetic Eagle
Nylee
You were fresh out of September
Dewdrops touching my face

a bright day
A sunny smile
the star lighting me up

A patch of pink and blue

but with rainy nights
and windy breezy evenings

The sweaters of November
will suit you too
.
i. have seen
love. with my eyes
you. are that image from within
 Aug 2022 Poetic Eagle
charles
drawn
 Aug 2022 Poetic Eagle
charles
bright was your smile at midnight,

a U-shaped row of stars,

marring such a pretty waste of dark.
 Aug 2022 Poetic Eagle
Mitch Prax
I had prepared for
this moment as best as I
could but it still hurt

7:27 PM
24/8/22
When you can’t put into words
That feeling of love
A picture will show
The lifetime of memories
That will always last long
your words can never hurt me
as they cut me to the bone
leaving scars like no other
their damage goes deeper than sticks and stones
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