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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.
Precious Days
My face feels like stale heated fat,
Deep rested in bed too long,
Time introduced a caveat,
My heart no longer beats strong.

Every move's like trooping in mud,
Every thought's a tad insane,
Hot coffee replaces my blood,
Poetry rouses my brain.

Though I might revive in myriad ways,
I thankfully receive these precious days.



 
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