Poems from Nomad1c

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Having become late deafened, I now use poetry as a form if bridging the comm. barrier.
A patient feline; known for keen sight sitting, camouflaged, waiting to pounce: at twilight. . Bob tailed and wirey, ferocious to prey . s...
FAMOUS LAST WORDS...? well?, never really are. as soon as they get spoken they go straight into a jar... ...of the minds of those still...
My girlfriend named Tuesday was my Blue Monday Mornin' like that Foreigner song she disappeared without warning . As in Jekyl and Hyde she...
An ice capade of fireworks one life's just like the other once complete they cut the cord then hand you to your mother . gather now a life...
Annabelle don't you fear no more Annabelle don't you fear That thunderstorm passed long ago So come down from that stair . Let the rain...

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