Ljsanders's Poems

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PTSD

A young fit man, when he went off to war,

 but as soon as I saw him, close that door,
I knew he would never be the same,
'cause war it ruins, wounds and maims.

When I saw him again,his hands trembled, shook,
his face looked haunted, with...

by Laura Sanders

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Let me go

Let me go, release me, like a flying kite.
Let me go, let me fade, like the day, turns into night.
Watch me sink, like the deep, orange setting sun.
For t'was a sunset of dreams, I once provided, for everyone.

Let me go, the person that I...

by Laura Sanders

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Cowboy tales.

They sat around the campfire, and talked about their yarns.
How one had chased young Billy Picket, out of Sheriff John's barns!
How they rounded 200 head of steer, 'cross Black Canyon pass.
How they nearly toppled over the ridge, driving them, en...

by Laura Sanders

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The homeless man.

The homeless man.

I toss a few coppers and silver, they tinkle, into his tin.
Around me, is the racket of traffic and city "din",
I shudder as I walk away,
hoping someone will find somewhere quieter, for him to stay.

The city is hostile and...

by Laura Sanders

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The hyena poem.

The Hyena poem.

The Hyena's lot was not a happy one,
they skulked about looking for food in the hot, bright sun.
Their appearance made everyone , shiver with disgust,
when their spotted forms arose, from out of sand and dust.

They were...

by Laura Sanders

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The garden gate,

The garden gate.


  What lies on the other side of the rustic,

  wooden gate?

  Is there a secret garden, in a wild

  overgrown state?...

by Laura Sanders

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The goblin.

Across the open moorland,the rain was falling fast.
Through the mucky water, a goblin hurried past.
He carried a green umbrella, held high above his head.
His eyes were red and watery, he'd just got out of bed!

His teethe as white as snow,his...

by Laura Sanders.

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added 2 years ago
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Never look back.

Never look back.

My darling, remember those days long ago,
when we both held hands, through the rain and snow?
How we cheerfully chatted and were full of "fresh" life.
How positive we were , in all of our strife.

We never looked back, we...

by Laura Sanders

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added 2 years ago
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The pond.

Powder blue and yellow bodied -chasers dance like neon lights.
Flying, skimming, back and forth, shiny iridescent, bright.
One lands brushing, dipping, gliding over water cool.
Hovering with helicopter wings, on the olive algae pool.
Turquoise...

by Laura Sanders

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The Doe.

The Doe.

  She stood rock still, staring straight back,

  across an open field, of verdant green grass.

  Russet brown, with her Doe- eyed...

by Laura Sanders

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Everyone's going veggie.

Everyone is going veggie!

 

  Everyone is going veggie,

  Eating red meat, I feel somewhat edgy!

 

  "Save the planet", "cut out meat"

  "Spread the message"! Isn't that...

by Laura Sanders

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The Goldfinch.

The Gold Finch poem.


  As I walk along the green and

  white clothed lane, ahead, but not too far

 

  ...

by Laura Sanders

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added 2 years ago
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The Wood pigeon.

How pretty is the Wood pigeon,

  upon the hedge so green.

  Billing and a cooing,

  Chatting to us, it seems.


  Jerking his tiny head, both this way and that,

  ...

by Laura Sanders

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Autumn's gay dance.

Autumns gay dance.

Autumn leaves dance gaily around,
they swirl in haze, towards the ground.
Auburns, golds, russets too,
offering different shapes, differing hues.

The wind picks up and blows the trees,
the foliage is carried from ...

by Laura Sanders

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added 2 years ago
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The tree in the field

THE TREE IN THE FIELD.


  I ventured across the lifeless. bleached

  skeleton of a tree.

  It's limbs were silent, weathered, worn, I could

  see.

  ...

by Laura Sanders

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added 2 years ago
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