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About This Author
 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   |
| She and I are lovers of spring, New butterflies and midges, And all that swim in the sea of pollen, On the banks of the Blue River, We slumber together as if one. |
White curls tinged with gold, He whines to get his way. His tongue welcomes fatty treats. He appreciates grooming, baby talk, And tickles under his chin. |
| My adopted mother was no saint. She delivered me from certain ruin, On the outskirts of a small midwestern town. She took me in at the age of three, Because she loved me. |
| Wake naturally, Appreciate each day, Learn to identify bird songs, Wash your dishes, Endure the pain of retirement. |
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