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alternative avenues

i will protect you

i will protect you
my darling
my love

i will carry
all burdens
so that you have none

rest your head
when you are weary
have no fear
of the dark
i will stand watch

your beauty
reflects
in my eyes
your warm nature

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whistling dixie

she had a song
in her heart
she just could spit out
the words
wouldn’t form
the lyric
didn’t rhyme
she forgot the chorus
but didn’t mind

spent her day
in a flowered field
dreaming of
birds
bees
and tumble weeds

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the verge

on edge

does one enter
the darkened glen
at dusk
knowingly that night
will soon follow

that the moon’s light won’t filter
through the limbs
the ground
hard and cold
will not comfort

night sounds
will louden
while one’s voice
will silence

courage

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failure is not an option

she
with insight
in her eyes
understands
the grand nature
of what lies ahead

daily toils
and struggles
to survive
attacks
from predators
jealous her stature
her view
from the sky

she
only wishes
to pass on
her awareness

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fyi

for your information
we like our coffee hot
we like our cocktails ice cold

you heard it correctly
the cocktail was plural

you don’t drink
that’s cool
you’ll always be the ddd

works perfect
for the girls and me

we go out
every week
sometimes once

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lost in a dream

i fell asleep
in the middle of a day dream

i was hanging upside down
trying
to drown my sorrows
my legs wrapped tightly
around a limb

only to hear

crrrrack

damn
my back
might never be the same
and now a different sore
fills my

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