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The Songs We Never Call Poetry
Poetry Lives Among Us “I don’t like poetry,” some proudly say,Yet quote their favourite songs throughout the day.They carry verses… READ MORE
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The Inequities of Life
The Rose and the Weed Human life is fragile,arriving abruptly at birth,equal in stature as newborn soulsupon this waiting earth.… READ MORE
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The Forest of Unwritten Words
First Draft Human life so fragile,arriving abruptly at birth,equal stature for all newborn,yet time reshapes our worth. The body of… READ MORE
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The Trumpeter’s Final Call
Among the fields where poppies swayedBeyond the guns and smoke,The soldiers rested wearily,Their silence barely broke. Boots lay scattered on… READ MORE
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The Letters Left Behind
She watched the soldiers disappearBeyond the smoke and rain,Their shadows fading through the mistAcross the shattered plain. No trumpet sang,… READ MORE
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Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.
Poetry of Life 