#chad - Hello Poetry

I await you Days away you are Stops me not from diving stronger still in wanting With will wishing and whispering to the trees and begging them please to bring you back to me nature boy. You walk away with a back full of gear But I saw your tears.. It has only been hours but feels like years Come back to me nature boy You have days of travel on your feet Trouble is everywhere in your path until next we meet All I want is you safe at home, come home to me nature boy Tonight you are out under the stars with so little My bed very lush feels so empty and plain It is so empty without you sharing it with me Come home nature boy and sleep with me again With WILL wishing and whispering to the trees around you... keep you safe til you are back with me.. Come back to me nature boy

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Jul 8, 2014

Jul 8, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC

miss-kiss-my-bliss

With Will Wishing and Whispering to the Trees

I await you Days away you are Stops me not from diving stronger still in wanting With will wishing and whispering to the trees and begging them please to bring you back to me nature boy. You walk away with a back full of gear But I saw your tears.. It has only been hours but feels like years Come back to me nature boy You have days of travel on your feet Trouble is everywhere in your path until next we meet All I want is you safe at home, come home to me nature boy Tonight you are out under the stars with so little My bed very lush feels so empty and plain It is so empty without you sharing it with me Come home nature boy and sleep with me again With WILL wishing and whispering to the trees around you... keep you safe til you are back with me.. Come back to me nature boy

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My notebook is scrawled with the words That come out to play when they've heard I've been feeling a tad tired, or a tad too mad But in the end, their laughter makes me so glad! There's a voice that chatters on with plan And another that keeps me on the straight and narrow I can feel them straight through the green bone marrow It's time to find out just where they all stand! One whispers with wisdom of good common sense Another would like to shoot Mr. Mike Pence My little good friends that play on the swing They yell out from throats that make my head ring! I love you so much Is it wrong that we want to smother you with our touch? But my fists pummel with a passion so great And in the end, everybody gets my hate!

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Sep 15, 2018

Sep 15, 2018 at 9:19 PM UTC

37009e

Childish Madness

My notebook is scrawled with the words That come out to play when they've heard I've been feeling a tad tired, or a tad too mad But in the end, their laughter makes me so glad! There's a voice that chatters on with plan And another that keeps me on the straight and narrow I can feel them straight through the green bone marrow It's time to find out just where they all stand! One whispers with wisdom of good common sense Another would like to shoot Mr. Mike Pence My little good friends that play on the swing They yell out from throats that make my head ring! I love you so much Is it wrong that we want to smother you with our touch? But my fists pummel with a passion so great And in the end, everybody gets my hate!

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i remember a friday when i was ten, or maybe eleven i was in love with a girl named lyndsay not that i ever said anything to her she was dating chad, an utter douch i was smart i could explain gravity but i couldnt run or kick a ball so i did my school work and daydreamed about the day when i would be the coolest person in the room simply because i was smart and then one day, lindsay gave me a gift a 50 cent bag of popcorn she told me she got it just for me so i thanked her, and went back to my desk to eat it in the first bite was a piece of chewed gum i couldnt spit it out, that would be rude so i swallowed it and cursed the parent volunteer who had been so careless with their gum twenty one years later sitting on the toilet it occurs to me that maybe lindsay deserved chad more than i knew

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May 24, 2019

May 24, 2019 at 10:21 PM UTC

declan-o-donohue

My first love

i remember a friday when i was ten, or maybe eleven i was in love with a girl named lyndsay not that i ever said anything to her she was dating chad, an utter douch i was smart i could explain gravity but i couldnt run or kick a ball so i did my school work and daydreamed about the day when i would be the coolest person in the room simply because i was smart and then one day, lindsay gave me a gift a 50 cent bag of popcorn she told me she got it just for me so i thanked her, and went back to my desk to eat it in the first bite was a piece of chewed gum i couldnt spit it out, that would be rude so i swallowed it and cursed the parent volunteer who had been so careless with their gum twenty one years later sitting on the toilet it occurs to me that maybe lindsay deserved chad more than i knew

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Once more we've arrived a place we've been to before the questions remain, simple and plain is that a dangling chad, once more? A vote is a vote one for every one cast the number is sum, leaving us numb is the rhetoric, exhausted, at last? I filled out my ballot and waited for some good news but what can ya do, it's covid, not flu in the end I think, we all lose As a people we spoke and selected the majorities will in the land of the free, yes, you and me wondering if maybe all of it's swill

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Nov 7, 2020

Nov 7, 2020 at 10:10 AM UTC

TemporalFugue

Oh yes, I remember the days, once more

Once more we've arrived a place we've been to before the questions remain, simple and plain is that a dangling chad, once more? A vote is a vote one for every one cast the number is sum, leaving us numb is the rhetoric, exhausted, at last? I filled out my ballot and waited for some good news but what can ya do, it's covid, not flu in the end I think, we all lose As a people we spoke and selected the majorities will in the land of the free, yes, you and me wondering if maybe all of it's swill

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