About the Jez of It
Where does real love begin if not with self
When others speak of their fortune and wealth
In flashing cash and denying nature
To buy emotions and then call it love… 87 more words
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I don’t share them all. Cards on the table
Can’t hold a candle to cards up the sleeve.
When? Where? My call. I’m simply not able… 96 more words
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Saturday! Here at last! Now I’m owning
That procrastination celebration
That I’ve lived all week, so now I’m loaning
Saturday the right to recreation.
Saturday! Here at last! 70 more words
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Curiouser and curiouser
This week I’m going to do a quick post about two of Shakespeare’s sonnets.
As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st… 651 more words
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Your truth. My truth. Must be quite a thing, truth.
Live it up. Live it down. Live into it.
It’s my truth. You can’t question. That’s uncouth. 102 more words
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Inside dream’s not different
than day— I’m pursued
by doubt, dumb beasts
that plod along in herds.
I hurl myself away,
before I am trampled. 38 more words
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Friday Sonnet waits at the starting block
For the starting gun to launch it with a bang.
Not quite the weekend. Long time on the clock. 83 more words
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