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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Sweet

When will you see
what you do is seen
to me is sweet.

you say I'm sorry
you say I'm sweet
you say I'm sincere

sweet is chocolate
sweet is cherries
sweet is you.

Everything you do
is seen to be true
Angry is anything but you.

samantha micnheimer


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