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Frigid Nights
Thick Forests
My shattered hair
Ghost spirit
Are wandering
Like an owl
At
Frigid nights.

This poem is based on imagination
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 Jul 2020 Traci Sims
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For once in my life
not knowing
has become more comforting
than worrying
The warrior poet and the madman
Both take flght and attack

But only one can patiently wait
Then return and come on back

I am patiently waiting
I place my faith in words!

Sing in me, O Muse!
Susan, have you heard?

Poems can pierce like arrows
The arrogant Absurd

Even when the poet
Is at times a geeky nerd

One for Florida
One for Friendship
For your beauty - a thrilling third!
You're only given a little madness
So be sure to use yours well

I've been given quite a bit, Robin
Lately ain't no tongue can tell

Catholics have confession
Episcopalians an English bell

Pascal wrote of fire
As in Ancient Israel

Smoke signals Seattle
I silently breathe and smell.

                         Adele
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