“FREEDOM IS NOT FREE” I watched the flag pass by one day. It fluttered in the breeze A young soldier saluted it, and then He stood at ease. I looked at him in uniform So young, so tall, so proud With hair cut square and eyes alert He’d stand out in any crowd. I...
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Gilded Cage It is a perfect cage Flawlessly glided But permanently sealed There is only one way in And no way out It lacks for nothing The accommodations are impeccable No need to request service As all needs are met Without so much As a stated request Attention and affection Are...
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Fairy Tales Sometimes – Al I want to do is run. Is that really so bad? So what if I do not want to be here anymore, or play their games – by their rules? There has to be something better. Doesn’t there? Give me back my fairy tales. Let...
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As One Listens To The Rain by Octavio Paz Listen to me as one listens to the rain, not attentive, not distracted, light footsteps, thin drizzle, water that is air, air that is time, the day is still leaving, the night has yet to arrive, figurations of mist at the turn of the...
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Ever Since by Archibald MacLeish What do you remember thinking back? What do you think of at dusk in the slack Evening when the mind refills With the cool past as a well fills in Darkness from forgotten rains? Do you think of walking in the all-night train, The curtains drawn, the...
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Will you be my friend? by James Kavanaugh Will you be my friend? There are so many reasons why you never should: I’m sometimes sullen, often shy, acutely sensitive, My fear erupts as anger, I find it hard to give, I talk about myself when I’m afraid And often spend a day without...
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Maraquita Bound You’re Maraquita bound, looking for old memories? Or trying to make new ones? It doesn’t matter which. When you walk down the street – glance up. See where we lived. See where we loved. My ghost inhabits Maraquita, you cannot easily forget me. Maraquita even sounds like...
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I Didn’t Want to Wake You Things fall apart so quickly. I go to turn the stereo down Suddenly, the books fall Crushing the Christmas village Bringing down the tapes Oh, the little people are now lying on their side What do I do? The books are in my arms And laying on...
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Just Me Come, sit by me Just for a moment I won’t detain you long I’ve something to show you Here you go Hold it Don’t let go That is me you are holding Small, tiny, and insignificant, But me. Hold on tight. I won’t let go
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