Leaking Pen Poems

To die young
In the arms of spring
Something is quite wrong
Reversal of the ring.
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I laid to rest
My weary head
On cushions of dreams
That melt away
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I went searching for you
In the streams of my heart
In the chants of the canary
In the early morning sun.
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Click! Click! click and submit
Edit! Edit! edit and recommit
Each time I let go of new lines
I go back and redo my first designs
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To my dear nephew
I held you in my arms as a toddler; I admired you through your teens
I embraced you as a man who showed love and caring, may the light of love always glow in your heart, and guide your steps to happiness, you are now at the mountain tops, looking down might be scary, but the views from where you are, are a once in a lifetime dream, don't let doubt or any cloud blur your vision, or obstruct the beauty of the valley below, be wary but also embrace the gifts that you have been given, for in the depth of the valley, flows the river of life from snow melt above that gladly gave its life to nourish the younger fields further below!
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Is it by choice that anther thought is forgotten?
It will disappear on its own anyhow.
Like a cobra hiding in a hole or under ground cover.
Dormant from my inactive stick of curiosity
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First winter snowflakes
Like falling feathers
Land on a young oak tree
With few leaves from autumn hanging on
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If I fall asleep
One memory I keep
Is the touch of your hand
On my cold wrist.
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Have you seen the moon?
Parading its full dress
And a young lover whistles a tune
From spring hope gentle caress
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How can you still love me?
When my ways are murky
Like mud in a downfall
On from the first heavy rain fall
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