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Her eyes

It is the eyes that give her away In them are the shadows that seem to haunt In them is a masked pain, a veil that descends Yes, her eyes give her away   Behind the smile that captivates Her eyes hold mysteries that are unfathomable Her eyes delve into …

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The tree says…

I will survive, like I always do… I’m down and out but still about My silent wounds still do shout My energy is sapped but will lives I may be tired yet ask, ‘what gives?’ In adverse tides, I learned to lay low In kinder instances, I learned to grow …

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A rain sodden morn (Nonet format)

On A rain sodden morn Under stormy overcast grey skies the winds are ominous, moaning, yelping, and shrieking their path through the statuesque pines howling and unleashing their onslaught Image – Will Swann via unsplash This poem has been written in a reverse nonet format. A nonet is a relatively …

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