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Lunar love LUNAR LOVE She thought I hung the moon and all Her eyes... told so It made feel feet tall That's all love needs to know But expectations the devil's due when what was , was not enough The toll on love was the revenue that counts the unimportant stuff The moon shined over her sleeping mountain Until changing eyes, said more than lips And expectations she began to count on Created a lunar eclipse |
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The Rabbit Hole It seems. I fall down that White Rabbit's hole. a loss of happiness, the unwanted goal The I tell myself it doesn't matter Until I'm greeted by the Mad Hatter, And the Cheshire Cat smiles at me. Directs me to a place ...I don't want to be Where I'm forced to confront the hidden parts And prepare myself for the Queen of Hearts . It's a hard pill to swallow.... The meaning of becoming too tall Or just another way of becoming too small And the truer meaning of being too old Stops the journey, and puts you on hold. So through the looking glass, I roam Until happiness finds me So I can find my way home.
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I love both of these poetic expressions Jiminy. You have real talent for poetry. Well done!
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