Such masterpiece images so often I see,
But locked in my head; no one sees them but me.
So many the memorable, fun anecdote!
Too bad these aren’t stories I actually wrote.
Can my unique, new vision somehow be drawn out?
The artist inside me... – by Laurel M. Lee | 367 Views added 1 year ago
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You’ve been out long and wandered far.
Now there’s no where left to roam.
The ones you miss are calling you.
It’s time to hurry home.
Now, I ask, do you feel ready, Mom?
Made peace with self and God?
You said that once you’d hurt someone;
... – by Laurel M. Lee | 247 Views added 7 months ago
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How to clip the inclination
To share my every scribble,
While they sit in trepidation,
Listening to my dribble?
How to trip up my temptation
To gush to them with gusto?
While they wait with toleration,
(Not commenting very much though.)
... – by Laurel M. Lee | 68 Views added 10 months ago
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Comebacks come too late sometimes,
Like when I’m in the shower.
Pinging in my head like chimes,
Though raining down, they’ve lost their power.
For in the moment when I needed
This queue of comebacks, they receded.
So, I relive them- each... – by Laurel Lee | 59 Views added 10 months ago
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Could I convey this tale to you
But manage saying less?
Would you absorb its full context,
Or hear laconic mess?
This fear of mine,
Though asinine,
Breeds my tedious address.
If I could share brief thoughts with you
Without causing you... – by Laurel M. Lee | 115 Views added 11 months ago
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T’was an evil tempter proffering
This thing I should avoid.
Yet, again I took this offering
Excuses then, employed.
You see, my meal left lingering
Its alliaceous taste.
I couldn’t sit malingering
And acted thus in haste.
It conquered... – by Laurel M. Lee | 80 Views added 11 months ago
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Could I convey this tale to you
But manage saying less?
Would you absorb its full context,
Or hear laconic mess?
This fear of mine,
Though asinine,
Breeds my tedious address.
If I could share brief thoughts with you,
Without causing you... – by Laurel M. Lee | 48 Views added 12 months ago
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While one often feels the strain
Of life's projects and stress,
One should also break away
For carefree... – by Laurel M. Lee | 64 Views added 1 year ago
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No phones in bed when you turn off the light.
You'll "check one last thing", and stay up all night.
Leave phones to charge across the room,
And then, at sunrise, like a spring flower you'll bloom!
No books in bed when they seem near the end.... – by Laurel M. Lee | 57 Views added 1 year ago
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I felt like such a goddess then,
And forgot what I would say,
Because I just glanced up and saw
You looking at me that way.
Your dark brown eyes- they smoldered;
Some secret lust implied.
I felt at once so overcome,
And my world flipped on... – by Laurel M. Lee | 369 Views added 1 year ago
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Before, why couldn't we find time
For short rendezvous or call?
There's nothing that's meant more to me
As right now, that I recall.
There's no present obligation
More significant than this-
A moment of your company
... – by Laurel M. Lee | 231 Views added 1 year ago
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See that structure on which green creepers climb?
It could have been rather grand at one time.
Almost missed it-hidden back in the trees
I love this about old places like these.
Abandoned; near lost from sheer neglect,
It beckons to me to... – by Laurel M. Lee | 175 Views added 1 year ago
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It was many- not too many years ago
In this life being lived by me
That a maiden I bore whom we adore
By the name of Annabel Lee;
As a baby she lived with no other thought
Than to fuss and occupy me.
She was a child, not quiet or mild,
(As... – by Laurel M. Lee | 68 Views added 1 year ago
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