Coffee Cup Poem no.75

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Musings Upon Waking Up
The sweet smell of freshly mowed grass
raises up through the summer air
and tickles my nose as it passess
along on the warm summer breeze.
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I Live Life By the King of Words (Jorge Luis Borges Was Right)
I chose to see the world through my eyes
and through blank pages
letters scrawled across empty spaces
and connected by seas of ink.
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Theories On the Nature of Tragedy: A Working Mule
The devil likes to keep a mule,
And nudge it with a stick
Or lash it with a whip.
When it stumbles, this mule,
Loses its balance, and trips
It becomes the devil’s trick
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Come With Me, Little Girl, Dusk is Drawing Near
The world I know is burning away
Beams of sunlight fall with ashen tips,
On fire and lost in the cinder swirls of gray.
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The leaves dance in anticipation,

Letting loose a sea of green
That travels in waves over the wind
Landing in swirls of verdant
This is only the beginning