Ouietly knowing...

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Ouietly knowing...

Silent tonque! Has nothing to do with "YOU" unless speculating such, is pondering in the mind, that is pocessed inside the demented brain that would think such.

Living and Learning, never stooping to naysayers plots to sabatoge My ever being to exsist.

Scavengers! Snaring, cowardly awaiting the moments to attack the prey they seek.

Peeking shivering not, then the weak livestock faint. Ouch! Then the meal is on.
Never speculating, that so quickly all turns back at the attacker and then as dining, gets bitten in the "ASS"...

Oh! know "truth" how quickly Seasons can pass.

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

StillaRose’s Poems (28)

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HERE I GO AGAIN! 0
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Wondering Why? 0
Radomly speaking! 0
Father and Son, I shall always Love You... 0
Extending My Arms to You... 0
Ouietly knowing... 0
How shall Your Garden Bloom... 0
shaken not 0
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Poof be gone! 0
Forgive Me Father! 0
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Scatterd Pictures... 1
Time gone by... 0
This thing called "LIFE" 0
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Raindrops... 0
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I hear you 3
My words will remain... 1
Did ya think? 1
Thrones and Roses 1
The Jury 0
Adult Child 1
God! I need you now... 0
Still a Rose 2