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Lorna Bradley Apr 2010
Lorna Cagann, yes.
A Tyrannasaurus Rex?
No. I am Human.
awallflower Mar 2014
There is poetry in each and everyone of us.

There is poetry in every rise and fall of our chests, when we take in oxygen that had given life to a tyrannasaurus rex before, just as they give us now.
There is poetry in every overwhelming emotion threatening to drown us at midnight. For without this sadness or bliss, our journey to the grave will be a drag.
There is poetry in every adventure we choose to begin. It could be a new, longer route to school or a new park to explore when it is twilight and the children leave the park for home.
There is poetry in the beginning of a sweet puppy love or a bad break up.

I can't call myself a poet yet, after all I do not deserve that title. But can't you see, the poetry we all are?
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2021
It doesn't look like God is good
But what an imagination!

Tyrannasaurus Rex
Tigers in the night

For my children if I could
Libraries and movies

Gardens
Moonlight kites

I am afraid of death
First kissed her at the beach

Heard gunfire in Chicago
Heard talk of Phoenix Lights

Poetry and danger
Poetry and love
Poetry and silence
Buddhamind delights.

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