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Day 71
Red-faced brush away tears of joy
of sorrow, emotion echoes
across my spirit, pleasure
and pain mean I'm alive.
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Day 70
The man in the moon watches
through my window unwaveringly
gazes with your expectant eyes
then draws the shades.
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Day 69
Tried to beguile today with
a few hundred pages of fiction.
She gave me a cold shoulder,
frosted my window pane.
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Day 68
The words won't come alive.
The muses run and play.
The ink and paper wait, while
the poet sleeps away the day.
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Day 67
Crack the shell and spill the yolk
across a midnight sky.
Diamond glittered blackbird
spread your wings and fly.
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Day 66
The lights are off, the house is
quiet but the moon is talkative
in the sky, whispering my
name to the night.
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Day 65
I know why February shivers
how widow and mother cried
bid goodbye to what
rock and roll might be.
I remember.
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Day 64
Fold me crease me I won't
protest when you bend me tuck
my corners, know when you
release me with wings I'll fly
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Day 63
Rosy sweet it rolls across my lips
curls warmth around me
caresses the glass and
reminds me of your kisses.
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