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Sit backSit back and relax / Feel the waves wash over your back / In the melting sun

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Summer ShowersBy the sill sit still; / Listen to the wash on the roof; / Specks and sheets form a symphony

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Rain MusicSometimes the rain falls / as if its penning poetry / to the rhythm of its own music;

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four seasons of loveit wasn’t chaotic. / it was calm and serene, / like the ocean.

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The Rainperhaps the most complex feeling / is feeling everything at once / the sympathy of a lover

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FeetMy feet are disgusting and horrendous / Crooked toes and calluses tell my stories / the pitter patter of them on the kitchen floor, trying to be quit and not wake up my parents in the mornings when I was little

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RainDroplets pour down my face and soak into my clothes. / I sigh, / Smile,

@juneinjanuary12

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Attack On The Ad-ManThis trumpeter of nothingness, employed / To keep our reason dull and null and void. / This man of wind and froth and flux will sell

A. S. J. Tessimond41

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Sarcastic dick. / A hard-on / doesn't count

@TheGoodPussy32

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Coffee ShopEyes on the clock / *Tick toc tick toc* / Sipping a cup of coffee

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An Ode to PoetsThe first thinkers were poets / Naming Mother Earth / Beginning symbolic thinking

@terry-jordan79

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acrylic dreamssometimes she daydreams about life the way i do about death. it's ironic, i know: black and white aren't meant to be grey and the rumbling hum of expletives digging into mauve lips pass through like desaturated light to translucent statures. it makes everything seem sweeter than it looks. she thinks the ache feels lukewarm, just like those half-hearted smiles she gives out like presents on a holiday, and she may be right. pain is not cold, it covers your entire heart with microwaved fingers, leaving burn marks that leave chars and ashes. snaps the purple heartstrings and clumsily tries to mend it. / (i love you because you're corporeal, she murmurs, you keep me sane) / she's spider-webbed, sung gossamer and silk while her bar lines drip with ink. and she seems moonstruck—because of me she says and blooms throughout my epiphanies. fancies herself a ghost, a wisp, something ethereal that lingers on my lips like a kiss. and she lingers, oh she does. toppling from the skies and collapsing into my rib-cage, she stays, blushing rose-like and thriving. velvet and constellations of blood clots patter against her skin. it blooms like she blooms, a paint splattered canvas meant for all to see.

@starstruckmadgirl18

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Single Mamma Swag...Deadbeat dad, / you *can't* compete with the patter of tiny feet. / **Forever**...

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Rain rain go away*Rain rain go away* / We don’t want you here, your gloom and misery / your nourishment and catharsis.

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The Draper (draw my pattern upon her skin)a draper is someone who creates garments or patterns by draping fabric directly onto a dress form (Wikipedia) / ~~~~ / **I am a draper**,

@onlylovepoetry82

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FungiThe pitter patter of rain echos through the soil, / sending a message in morse code. / Biological clocks begin to turn as fungi wake from their slumber.

@eliza-fairchild6

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Dali's Clock"You're wasting your time." / Familiar line, I'm sure; / Leisure, time you take pleasure

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Cold Snowy Christmas Eve!* *soft spoken intro* * / *The tree, / With its lights,

@david-john-mowers40

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UncertaintyPitter patter, / Is that the sound of the drops of rain streaming outside down my windowpane or is it in the pain I am feeling while the tears cascade down on my swollen cheeks? / I try to speak but no words come out,

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Light Cursed Falling In A Singular Blocklight cursed falling in a singular block / her,rain-warm-naked / exquisitely hashed

E. E. Cummings31

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The White SwanNina pranced about / the lush green grove. / The pitter patter of her footsteps

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Silhouette in SunbeamsThe sun / Is glad to see your face, / Your unseen grace,

@AkinToASunflower81

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The SunflowersThe flowers are exceptionally cold this season / The rain leaves much to be desired / Mr. & Mrs Sunflower are expecting seedlings.

@b-m-coldwell32

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