I Have this Garden of Poems








full of flowers that bloom
at first
and then carried away with my greenthumb
i planted everything
trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos
and vines and hanging plants

almost everything
and so the blooming flowers died
and the grasses diminishing like some
hair of this baldness

but nothing is lost in this garden of poems
the birds came and built their nests
some are still coming
every morning
and then the chirping begins





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To my first love

When my eyes opened it was you i saw, and i felt love uncut and raw. You were so fine that i couldn't ignore and everyday i loved more. Even after fate threw us apart you still remained in my heart. Perhaps it's now hard for you to believe, but such love did my heart once conceive; and for you and only you it was, PURE-without a cause. Alas! How cruel the works of fate, that such love it had to frustrate. Now all that is left is misery, cos i'm still in love with your memory.

Augustus Davoo10


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