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Glenda S Ketchuck Poem
It took a little while
Through blood stained tears,
Through mile upon mile;
His gut lined shears.
My eyes once shined
With love so graced;
My eyelids lined,
My heartbeat raced.
But now I see
With eyes grown dim,
What could not be
While lulled by him.
His cheap precept.
His hollow heart.
His tears not wept.
His stinky fart.
Copyright © Glenda S Ketchuck | Year Posted 2024
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Glenda S Ketchuck Poem
Live And Let Live!
If I feel free to state my mind
Don't whack me with religion's axe to grind.
Jesus knows and loves me anyway
So don't 'cryptic condemn' what I have to say.
Read your Bible before you become judge of all
Because "render unto Caesar" divides the call.
I can have an opinion no matter what mood I'm in.
We ain't gonna burn unless we be committing the sin.
(If I want to 'enjoy' the religious aspect, I'm sure there is a category for it. Thanks.)
Copyright © Glenda S Ketchuck | Year Posted 2024
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Glenda S Ketchuck Poem
The wind in my hair
Strands slapping my face
Puffy clouds in the air
Still keep me in place
~x~
The memory of him
Leads me on wild goose chase
Was it John or was it Jim
Was it earth or outer space?
~x~
He followed on chain
Till my pride broke him free
We will meet hope again
Maybe then he will lead.
~x~
I'll write me a book
Insert all Ps and Qs
Just stand back and look
Can anyone fill those shoes?
~x~
Copyright © Glenda S Ketchuck | Year Posted 2024
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