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Grace
IDryad
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Live

Live I shouted
wake up and believe
you'll get well soon
and with me watch the dawn

mourning is not a long hurt
but periodic pain in the heart
that doesn't ease or stall
I'm with it in the long haul


moon_bather
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So I don't want to
Contend with you
Let me live some life
The least you could do

Grace
IDryad
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Justified

it was a justification of self
answers to the questions
was it all for gratification of self
or just tales without the motions

it doesn't matter anymore anyway
it is last year's story
a moment of weakness
feeling a little sorry




ajay
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An Absence Of Hound

So, now the Hound has gone, I'm on me own,
and all around is peace and blissful quiet.
No longer am I in the noise of doggy riot.
The only thing remaining is a bone
she left behind, before returning home,
but still, I must confess, she made her mark;
I'll miss our happy walks around the park
each evening in the sunshine and the rain.
I hope she comes to stay with me again
and fills my days full of her Poppy bark.


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Grace
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Beginning and Ending

they say where there is a meeting
there will always be a parting
whether its for good or for  while
we don't always know

where there is a beginning
there's always an ending
whether it be a wedding
or a parting of ways


ajay
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The Bit In The Middle's The Best

A parting of the ways?
No! Never!
Not while we're alive!

And together
we'll write this poem for two
all the way to 2025.💐


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Grace
IDryad
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Poetry

poetry are words where shadows dance
poetry are  silence taking a chance
whispers in tapestry spun
from nothing the heartbeats can run

golden and sweet as honey-drips  
laced with captured bitter moments
in thought's embrace metaphors
in this sacred moments a personal space

strangers in reality poetic lovers
soft sighs beneath the same sky
the rustle of pages as lingerie
falling to the floor like whispers

poetry is the language of dreams  
multitudes of meaning multi faceted
nothing is what it seems
for within poetry true art resides.




ajay
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ajay
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Balloon Doom

Barrettt went bang! He did and now he's dead,
and shreds of him are scattered round the room.
The pressure grown too great inside his head,
it caused so sadly his balloony boom
as Barrett met his loud explosive doom.
Before he went he proved himself a friend
to Nigel, lifting him from deepest gloom,
inflating him so splendidly, to send
him soaring high. Now, both have met their tragic end.


🎈⚰️🎈


Grace
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Tragedy

an egg lay on the kitchen floor
push by a cat who ran in the door
jump on the table and the egg fell
from the breakfast plate on the table

fragile shell in disarray
cracked and sadly broken
its white and yolk all mushy
it would never join the bacon

Ever,


ajay
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Grace said:Tragedy

an egg lay on the kitchen floor
push by a cat who ran in the door
jump on the table and the egg fell
from the breakfast plate on the table

fragile shell in disarray
cracked and sadly broken
its white and yolk all mushy
it would never join the bacon

Ever,




Grace Gets Her Breakfast, After All 🙃

She stood there shocked, and down her lovely face
a tear began to roll. 'My egg! My egg!'
she wailed. 'My cat has knocked it from its place!
It's smashed upon the floor! I'll have to beg
another egg, I can't have bacon on its own,
but who on earth will have one going spare?
I'm on the Edge of Nowhere, all alone,
and there's no one who loves me who will care.'
😥
But then a knocking came upon her door,
and there was ajay, twelve eggs in his hand.
'Hi, Grace,' he said.  'I have here eggs galore!'
Just say. I'll crack them all at your command!'

So then they drew the curtains, this is true,
and had an eggy breakfast, just for two.

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Grace
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Breakfast

..and such a lovely breakfast it was!

breakfast at the start of day
important early meal they say
a cup of tea and orange juice
from hot to cold, that's hard to choose

coming soon is lunch, I believe
or should I have a bit of brunch
through the pantry I boldly sieve
for more edibles to munch

I am getting fat I fear
not all of me just my tummy
I won't be able to see my rear
nor my toes if truth be told


ajay
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Grace said:Breakfast

..and such a lovely breakfast it was!

breakfast at the start of day
important early meal they say
a cup of tea and orange juice
from hot to cold, that's hard to choose

coming soon is lunch, I believe
or should I have a bit of brunch
through the pantry I boldly sieve
for more edibles to munch

I am getting fat I fear
not all of me just my tummy
I won't be able to see my rear
nor my toes if truth be told




She Eats Like A Pig🐖 But I'm Still Quite Fond Of Her 🙃

Well, Grace it seems is getting fat,
she's chomping food the whole day through,
her tummy is no longer flat,
her toes have disappeared from view.

Her wobbly tum is broad and wide,
a fatter tum you'll never see,
and if you view her from the side
she looks just like a letter D,

but cuddly girls are much more fun
than ribby girls, all skin and bones,
so Grace, my dear, keep munching on,
because I love your curvy zones.


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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=_XXYenjL5rc&pp=ygUOZWF0aW5nIGFsbCBkYXk%3D

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Snowdrop101
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Very nice and creative, bringing and giving light to their poems....very nice

Grace
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Chubby

I had my diets and gym routines
I had abstinence and fasting
I have lived on nothing but orange rind
but like love its not always lasting

my cheeks are round
my tummy is cushiony
my bum is several pounds
of tight but bouncy

I waddle around jiggle and wiggle
but I am full of happy glee
I am chubby and proud
to be happy and stress free



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