On A Sunday
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They Lingers Like a Death Wish
Thoughts Like a Lost Suicide entombed within the back pages of the haunted mind……. Crawl out of the darkness just to crawl back inside The light offering no comfort only burns my eyes Standing in the shadow of illusion, the mirror telling lies Hides the sorrow, the clenched teeth, this half smile I want to…
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Bird Song
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I was sitting with my coffee looking out the window watching for the birds, so far it had been quiet
then suddenly one appeared, perched himself on the branch closest to my window and began to
sing his heart out.Soon more birds appeared and they seemed to join in and as they were singing
this poem came to me. As soon as I wrote it down the birds were gone and it was quiet again.


