A little round heart

Sits within its tender body,

Waiting to be spit out and thrown away.

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(this poem is from my experimental project: Character Count Poems, where I create a poem each day with the same character count [spaces included] as my follower count on Instagram. If you want to follow my journey on Insta, follow @mrpendlum)

Believing

Is not as easy

When the truth is so deceiving

Sometimes the heart denies

What it has trouble conceiving,

So many times denial

Is easier than grieving.

So leave me

In my world the way

I still choose to perceive it

And maybe when the time is right

I’ll choose to leave it

But at least for now just leave me

To my grieving.

For I can’t believe it,

It can’t be so,

I lost my love,

She’s up above

And I’m down below.

I’m weeping

In the darkness

And I can’t do any sleeping,

All my memories and thoughts

Just keep repeating,

All it ever does

Is make my spirit weaken.

For I can’t believe it,

It can’t be so,

I lost my love,

She’s up above

And I’m down below.

And briefly

My mind goes wandering off

And I find myself dreaming

In a place that’s temporary relieving,

I hear a voice I know,

And this is what it pleaded:

”Believe me

When I say I’m always here,

You just can’t see me,

Where your eyes can’t see

Your heart just needs to feel it.

Keep on loving me,

I promise I’ll receive it.“

Oh, I believe it,

I know it’s true

You never left my side,

And I always knew.

I always knew.

There once was a speedy tomato,

who raced a speedy potato;

while trying to catch-up,

it let out some ketchup

but was too embarrassed to say so.

(this is how it was discovered that fries and ketchup go great together.)

The humble folk of Cindertown must pay a generous tax

To light their houses and their heads with just a bit of fire;

The Staff of Light is guarded by the wealthy King of Wax,

And he can light his house and head as much as he desires.

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Tycho Brahe, Tycho Brahe

The man with a nose of brass

A great Danish astronomer

Of extraordinary class

A fan of observation

And of empirical facts

He was rather unconventional

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