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Jillian Scott Poems
Give sincerely, don't tell me lies. Give genuine words, not false ties.
Beautiful thought I had. Beautiful thought I dreamed.
Do you love my brown eyes, that blend with my dark skin?
Is it only when young that we have faith? Does hope in humanity fade with age? Our loss of hope is a way to stay safe. Our pessimism is merely a cage.
There is a Reason
There is a reason dirt flows through my veins.
Could I steal your beauty, or the
Did I Not Treasure?
Did I not treasure the breath you took? The ethereal rhythm,
Grow, Bud, Pregnant with Life, Possibilities. Burst, with Beauty
Beautiful Thoughts Lost
Beautiful thoughts, lost, in motion.
Time marches on, (they say) yet at this moment, Time seems to be taking a break.
My Heart Broke and Bled
My heart broke and bled. Streamed. Blood mixed
You are everything. You always have been. You always will be. For eternity.
Dirty feet from bare foot days. Hanging laundry
I Will Whisper
I will whisper, my hate me pleeding.
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
don't tell me lies.
Give genuine words,
not false ties.
© Jillian Scott 2005