06/04/2015

#poem #poetry #amwriting #micropoetry

I've been scribbling again...

Poems in 140 characters or less...

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 strawberry picking is the graveyard of millionaires
 arse in the air
you soon learn the value of college

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 oft have I wept at a poem
    when full on wet with wine
and in cold morning's waking hour
    no poetry could I find

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 and they're off parka back on
elbow slung handbag
   with her man
   the man she dressed
toddling behind

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 she has that no nonsense face
borne of intentional mistrust
to scare those who would deceive her

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peace:)

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