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 Jul 2015 simran
Kyle Howard
As she lay there
On the couch
One million miles away
I wondered
As I watched her sleep
Does she still
Dream of me,
Or do I exist
Only in the agony
Of her reality?
Am I a nightmare
All too real?
 Jul 2015 simran
Simran
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 Jul 2015 simran
Simran
i dont fancy being alone
 Jul 2015 simran
Simran
cold
 Jul 2015 simran
Simran
a permanent frost
has become me
and no matter what i do
i have become
infinitely
eternally
cold
 Jul 2015 simran
Sherry Asbury
Manners

No one told me I was dead.
Rudely left me out of
their conversations.
When did I begin to guess?
When the coffin’s black lid
chewed up the last bit of light.

*********

Bonnets

nodding,
almost­ nuns
in their plastic
accordion
rain bonnets.
Old ladies.

*****

Moon

Now is night a gauzy curtain
blown by the breath of the moon.
Moon wears diamonds in her hair,
the sky preens and primps.
Secret destination...left unsaid...
gently calls out your name.
Just some little poems I found in folder...
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