Last night we Used the fan Tonight it’s cold Oh, man! © From A Poet’s
The way u touch my face The way that u embrace The way u make me feel Makes me think this is real © From A Poet’s Heart
I can’t feel My feet Can I borrow Your heat? © From A Poet’s
Everyday life Has so much strife If you are a wife And have no life
#covid19 Sternly & patiently Trump has war… To stay inside of our homes See the vaccines We are making to fight this
If u have cooties Please stay @ home Don’t take your booties Out to roam © From A Quarantined Poet’s
I need patience for things That money can’t buy Like how to handle when Someone tells me a lie © From A Poet’s
I’m going back To college To get me Some knowledge To get my
Hate, anger Contempt and loathing. They’re all building up, I feel like exploding. I have no release.
Our love dried up There’s nothing left All that was left Was me....bereft I stitched up my heart
It’s freeze Your knees Degrees Outside!
If ones are wonderful Twos and threes are terrible Fours are fantastic Fives are freaky Sixes go to school
I won’t b home for Christmas Please don’t count me in We won’t get snow or have mistleto… But we’ll have presents under the… Christmas Eve won’t find me
I do not count my lines More than most of the time I just make sure they rhyme And that they rhyme in time.
I’m living in a wet Christmas Just like the ones I’ve never kno… Where the treetops drip-drop And houses plip-plop From all the rain that has fallen
