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 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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 | Most Recent Poetry  (E)Poetry most recently written. #2035077 by Vanishing Vapor   |
| Dread! I turned the tap to pour water for my morning coffee and NO WATER! Why does disaster always fall on a weekend? Suddenly the loss of my jack-of-all-trades brother-in-law to liver cancer hit me on a purely material level. What mistake was made? The list is never-ending. Poking the water pump's relay I discovered it was frozen shut. I opened it. I checked the water and it flowed! I don't know why. I don't know why it didn't before. There're too many things I just don't know except I need to make an appointment with a professional. No water for my coffee. A death in the family. Mistakes born of ignorance. The fear of failure, again. |
| Aye, here's the dab of brilliance I fool myself into believing. (And now to live up to the spot I've put myself into.) There's a cat in my mind that wants to be shown affection but it annoys all that attempt to provide it. There's a moose in my belly that is fattening itself for a winter hardship that never comes. If I were to steal some bread would it be a sin? No, it wouldn't because that'd only happen if I were starving or crazy... and I've rarely skipped a meal. Creativity is a cat, That prowls inside my mind, It desperately seeks affection, But it's extremely annoying, And doesn't get along with the moose in my belly. |
| A shadow shades its way, As obvious menace, Reposed on stained carpet, Slight crack to black crevice. |
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