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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My Love


my love, my love
is this love
you beat me black and blue
you cliped my wings so icant fly
my love, my love
is this love
i crouch in my dark room
waiting to see some light
my love, my love
i express my love, by giving my heart to you
my love, my love you express your love by using your fists
my love, my love is this what they call love

Ember isaq

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