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Madeline Male Poem
The evening sky glows
with orange swirls and pink puffs.
Dessert is now served.
Copyright © Madeline Male | Year Posted 2023
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Madeline Male Poem
I’m sorry, reader.
You’ve simply arrived too late.
All the action has already happened:
I’ve slain the dragon,
stolen the gem,
ran through dagger forests,
sacrificed life and limb,
and no one was even there to see it!
I swam through a witchcrafted lake,
narrowly avoiding confrontation,
but wasn’t so lucky when it came to the snake,
lurking inside a pool of lava.
I’m sorry to say yet again
that you, dear reader, have missed all of this action,
all of it!
Now I am lying amongst wildflowers in a meadow.
Copyright © Madeline Male | Year Posted 2023
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Madeline Male Poem
Soaring seagulls flying free
Evening waves come forth, then flee
All these sounds wash over me
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Madeline Male Poem
To set down our phones,
constant companions,
and gaze up at the tree
to watch the robins feed their chicks —
such an exotic request.
Copyright © Madeline Male | Year Posted 2023
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