Tag: coins
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Homeless
Homeless Morals… Where are thee? Hidden underneath rocks Thrown into the bottom of the sea Poor man fights hunger Rich man fights greed Government rarely backs programs That support the needy Get a job, yelled from car windows As though they were coins Falling into a wishing well But there are no dwellings……
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Supple
Supple Cherries and almonds bathed in vanilla’s glaze Are moisturizing rough cracks embedded In supple skin that once clung to bones Like freshly spun silk You walked on air So they called you twinkle toes You possess an embrace lighter than feathers Bursting from a full pillowcase Your body slid into garments Like…
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