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A POEM A DAY 85

March 17, 2021

MEMORY TORN

She's not insane, nor is she crazy
Sometimes her thoughts get a little hazy
Sometimes when her mind is engrossed in thought
She remembers the things she once forgot
Like the names of her mother
Her sisters and her brother
Her husband and friends
And the feel of the wind
As she strolled along the sandy shores
Taking in the great outdoors
She'll recall the sound of a Bryan's wren
And when she scrapped her knee when she was ten
Now she doesn’t always remember her kids
But her memory is triggered when she eats figs
She'll remember each one and the day they were born
But not their names cause her memory is torn
She's not insane, nor is she crazy
Sometimes her thoughts get a little hazy

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 84

March 16, 2021
WOVEN
```
You are wrong about yourself
And here's the reason why
Because you bought into 
Someone else's lie
About who you are 
And the breadth of your worth
That was bestowed upon you
Before the time of your birth
You see, 
You are priceless
Because you were chosen
In your mother's womb
You were intricately woven
You are all at once
Complex and marvelous
Crafted by the Great Artisan
With care and purposefulness
So,
Don’t take for granted
The breadth of your worth
Because it was bestowed up you
Before the time of your birth

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 83

March 15, 2021
RUMOR
```
Rumors have ears that listen with intent
They spread like wildfire cause they don’t cost a cent
They freely flow from a pair of lips to another's ears
They travel rapidly to places far and near
The rumor changes subtly each time that it's uttered
Because words are added and the rumor gets cluttered
With lies and falsehoods that help propagate
And feed the flames so it will not abate
The thing about rumors, they need not be true
As long as the rumor is not about you

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 82

March 14, 2021

THE SIDE OF SELF

Sometimes I am hot.
Sometimes I am cold.
But most often I am lukewarm.
Trying to walk the line 
between self and God. 
I straddle the fence
Not quite able to balance
I often slip to 
To the side of self
Periodically, 
I take Him down
And wipe away the dust
By calling on His name
Or throwing out a praise
May be saying a quick prayer
But its all for the benefit of self

Lord, 
Tell me how to 
Keep you off the shelf
Give me the wisdom
To put you before myself
Help me tear down the fence
That stands in my path
Make my heart yearn
For Your presence
Without Your aid
I will remain lukewarm
And continue to lean on
The side of self


Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 81

March 13, 2021
TOO LATE
```
If I were a star
I'd shine just for you
If I were a blade of grass
I'd hold your morning dew
If I were at rainbow's end
There a pot of gold would wait
But you and I are no more
Alas, it is too late
My star no longer
Shines for you
Barren is the field
Where grass once grew
Nothing waits
At the rainbow's end
Not even the chance
To call me friend

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 80

March 12, 2021
nemesis
```
The frog is my nemesis
I say that with grimace
There is no other beast
I loathe more than this
And I would certainly never kiss
A frog, NOT EVER!
Not even if he were a prince
I'd forgo the crown
And my change to be queen
I would rather get frostbite
And lose a leg to gangrene

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 79

March 11, 2021
OLE BILL
```
Now Bill is an unassuming dog. 
He plays with lizards and licks on frogs.
The thing he likes to do for fun, 
Is lie on his back and bask in the sun.
If one didn’t know better, they'd think he was dead
And go grab a shovel from inside the shed.
Now ole Bill doesn’t do much these days,
Besides sleep and watch the cows graze.
At night he retires to his cozy den
And only comes out when that cackling hen,
Who is without a cock
Falls under the guise of the sly little fox.

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 78

March 10, 2021
THE FOX AND THE HEN
```
The little red fox said to the hen,
"Where are all the women and men?"
The hen said, "They are off to the dance."
The fox replied, "Well, this is my chance."
"Your chance for what?" asked the hen without pause.
The fox smiled as he unfurled his paws.
He licked his lips and smacked his chops.
But the hen didn’t notice cause she was clucking nonstop.
The fox steadied himself to go in for the kill
And then jumped right into the mouth of Bill.
That ole hound had come out from his den,
To save the life of that unwitting hen.

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 77

March 9, 2021
orange
```
How many words
Can I rhyme with orange
Well Paul preached
In the city of Corinth
I am not Goldilocks
I do not like porridge
I am not a nurse
No Nightingale, Florence 
I would wrestle a bear
If I could muscle up the courage
I have a dear friend named
Lauren Laurence
And a nephew named
Mehki Warren
Last night I woke myself
With heavy snorin'
I live in an RV
Without much storage
I've never shot heroine
In my arm with a syringe
For the practice of slavery
I have complete abhorrence
I didn’t find this challenge
Completely borin'
How many words can 
You rhyme with orange

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 76

March 8, 2021
THIS & THAT
```
What am I gonna
Write about today
My mind is a wreck
In complete melee
This thought says that
That thought says this
A mind in chaos
At the same time bliss
Its everything
And nothing at all
It's as heavy
As a medicine ball
It is full
And it's empty
Not it's thinking of 
Patrick Dempsey
McDreamy
McSteamy
And all their anatomy
I must confess
I blush with modesty
I still have no idea
What I am going to write
So, I'll lay down my pen 
And call it a night

Simona A. Brinson
```
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