#poetry
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by Michael Plante There’s a crow outside my chamber windowI swear its Katie McGeecoming back to haunt mefor leaving her the way I did. She must have died, or made a deal?for her soul is now within a crowfree to go wherever she wantsor haunt whomever she pleases.She taps the glassLet me in, I only…
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by Michael Plante
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by Michael Plante I’m an old man in a roomreminiscing in memories;the cheap cracked floral wallpaperand the smell of old peopleis certainly a reality I could do without. It is not death I wait forit is the warm summer windfrom the land wherespirit people riseand haunting screams from our past comes alive.It is that I…
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by Michael Plante You can do anything.You are only limited by your own restrictions. Inhibitions disappear when the first step is taken. Confidence arrives and the incurred momentum forces you towards desired results. Once accomplished, a sense of pride is rewarded. Even when the result is not entirely what was expected you can say, “I…
