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dbaydenny 4 days
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When the sadness parts
cerulean warblers chirp
as blue skies prevail,
morning dew shines in the sun
til the moon bathes us with love.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 6 days
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Feeding the nations
farmers rise before dawn,
oft mocked as backwards
they keep pushing earth forward
with mouthfuls of lovely grain.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 6 days
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Shallow thinking thrives,
the spirit weak and dieing,
our guidance system
discovered in the garden,
hissing words deny wisdom.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 6 days
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Missiles and drones strike
making a point as war looms,
we are all willing,
our fearful sabers have grown,
the big show means certain death.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 8 days
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No sign of winter,
no one mourning, not one tear
as the spring rains fall.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 9 days
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Warm fuzzy slippers
vital comfort to warm feet
in such a cold world.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 10 days
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This poem a gift,
as all of them are, I found
upon reflection.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 10 days
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Small room elephants
can't clear the door, troubling
situations tight
no matter where they may turn
they'll stay til anger doesn't burn.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 10 days
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My soul ripped in two,
my eyes opened, balm for wounds -
poetry at work.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 11 days
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Standing there naked
you caught my eyes in a trap
they found enticing.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 11 days
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No such equation,
no esoteric path,
not a formula,
not imaginary friend,
the one and only I Am.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 11 days
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Slicing an apple,
a sweet leisurely pursuit
yielding to the knife.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 11 days
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Of faith rear ended
recovery takes much ground
trampled down wearing a path
we hobble across the ground
where God himself often trods.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 11 days
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Incense for conceit,
a heady scent arrogance,
yet it plainly stinks.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 11 days
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A Real Small Town Restaurant
Food in the hardware,
nuts and bolts of it Cajun
spiced with some quick French,
someone must have smoked the meat,
it sure is good enough eats.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 11 days
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Sex doesn't mean too much
for it is never enough
to sustain a breath,
the celibate has no need,
many needy live wanting.
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D W Eldred
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dbaydenny 12 days
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What do the old know
more than the young? Heartbreak,
sorrow, ashes, rain,
all joy tempered by these pains
and to them a coming end.
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D W Eldred
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