Nota Bene Poems - Poems about Nota Bene

... P~Poetess, I, unafraid, since I came here~to shout unabashedly, I voted for Trump! (Twice!) O~Others, just growl,sneer and make obnoxious, unfounded, harumphs! P- Pathetic….are th......

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...She slipped Inside my pillow and began to massage my temples, I was a tad hungover, so a female ghost from the distant past was most welcome. Her fingertips felt as soft and as attentive as ever......

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... My birthing place My heart bleeds You are no longer my lover You who do not know me Do not love me Your denial reeks Your children will Never know me Dear Father Time Treat them kindly Spare them your Wrath “Nota Bene” Lon 4/12/2016 "Nota Bene" A Latin phrase (or its abbreviation) used to indicate that special attention should be paid to something......

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...Candva am stiut exact de cate ori vreau sau trebuie sa-mi indoi hartia de impachetat inainte sa trimit un colet social. Pe vremuri, hartia era atat de importanta, uneori la fel de important......

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...Spring comes Quietly-- Not with the bleating of lambs or The tweeting of birds or the Beating of butterfly wings Spring comes Silently-- Celtic through the Neolithic stones, Unheralded by p......

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...I like Muslims, Particularly Yemenis And Pakistanis (in Yemen)— With whom, as a university don, I happened to live for six years. Arabic vowels render A Yemeni voice gruff. So even a greet......

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...To die One must be alive So where am I? To cry One must feel loss No one to miss, empty tears dry To fly One must have wings If only broken I could tumble and be gone To lie One must ......

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...and she said do not broke me if you are not able to fix me back otherwise you’ll end up with a broken toy......

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...How loaded is the word Mother-with dirty diapers, running noses Late night upchuck, the bedtime stories and *the Diwali delicacies. Seeing chaos, mess, too much noise, squabbles and bro......

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...Like Frankenstein, I, too, am loathed to death; I walk this earth devoid of friend and hearth, devoid of joy from the time of my birth and from the first draw of my infant's breath. A......

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...Born January 31, 1953 – Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson – Died January 30, 2048 HeRe, tell the truth, liEs The Righ......

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