robyn selters Poems

I see your face
Chiselled pure
Studious refined
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every way we turn
we want to do our thing

we balk at yielding
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alone is familiar
though humans abound
clouds remain
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humble
is the one
who sees the dawn
with all its
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sage
humble
is the one
who sees the dawn
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Man assuming dominance
I’m not your oilstone
For sharpening skills
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Repercussions of a path
Careless with our ways

Choices made
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Can the sun
be contained
in a smile?
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