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I used to write poetry constantly. Notice I didn't say "good" poetry...<g>

Lately I've been in the mood to do it again. Here are some of my efforts.

Oh, one other thing, I never titled most of my poems. It drove my english profs and a writer friend of mine in college crazy. Well, guess what, I still don't..so there...;-)


First-the dreams
running along the snow covered ground
alone
the dreams frightened the child
and so they faded
were pushed away
and I spent years
alone
then he came
in form human
yet in his eyes
the wolf resided
alone
scent of a lover
hand of a friend
arms of a mate
the dreams returned
and I no longer ran
alone

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