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Telluride

The street embarked in light The stores and restaurants stick out Each one is different and individual But they come together to be one place A place of lakes and streams And mountains and hills There are trails to walk…

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My Peace

My peace Silence is my peace I smell nothing I see sand, I feel sand but I do not it It sings peace A nice tree Statutes that do nothing, smell nothing, see nothing My peace My silence It all…

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My Beach

The waves crashing against the soft sand bring the shells; broken into a million pieces to be admired by a million wandering people waves bringing lasting wonder to land locked minds of the mysterious deep blue water touching the end…

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Dreamed dreams

The smell of the field in the spring The wet dirt in the summer The ball after the swing The crowd is either yay or nae The cheer or fear The warm summer day The $12.00 beer The part where…

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Them.

When everything seems wrong They make it right A hug from them is a warm blanket on a cold December. Lying on each other we watch the sky shine. It’s dark but we create the light. Surrounded by tall shadows…

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We were the stars

We thought we were the stars: bright always in the familiar patterns of the piloting constellations- our friendship was sound. But we are shooting stars scattered across the thriving universe in our own paths, though they may cross. Each with…

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Another swim meet

Swimmers drowsily stroll through the doors like geese in a flock 7 men get ready as they wait for the whistle mentally ready The whistle blows and they step up onto the block The blocks are wobbly so the swimmers…

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Tears of Wrath

Tears of Wrath The endless river, slow yet steady Holds the tears descending from crying clouds To brink be filled, O river of mine Keep buried in the strands of time. Alas two paths, I’ve come across Both be shallow,…

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