This poem is to the times when me and my three year old were running and hiding from abuse.
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I move my sleeping son
I try to crouch in the middle
With my arms around my little one
He has somehow miraculously missed
Me this time
I can’t sleep
Once again I am out
I am gone
As the rustle of his red
Camaro leaves us one more time.
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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