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  • Thunderstorm

    Thunderstorm

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    Michael Agostinho
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    There was a time when people didn’t know when it would stop raining. The wind informed us a storm was imminent and the lightning strikes hastily followed by thunder claps gave us the all hands on deck signal. A violent deluge would eventually fade into a pitter-patter of welcoming rain. It’s funny how storms slowly…

  • Reverse Poem: The Best of Everything

    Reverse Poem: The Best of Everything

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    Michael Agostinho
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    I was reading about reverse poems and wanted to give one a shot. Read from top to bottom and bottom to top. Get the best of everything don’t settle for less and work hard for what you deserve because happiness is on the horizon Aim high battle the slow drip of mediocrity and take the…

  • The Shadows of Fall

    The Shadows of Fall

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    Michael Agostinho
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    Sunlight waning Shadows appear Longer, deeper, colder A new day dawns Shadows fade Shorter, shallower, warmer Seasons shift as time elapses New bonds are made near and far The first snow is met with a smile or a grimace Stubborn leaves remain as seasons collide The shadows of fall are upon us.

  • A Winter Poem

    A Winter Poem

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    Michael Agostinho
    in

    Cold hands The gurgle of water beneath a frozen Three Mile Creek descends into the mighty Fork below Life American Dippers bob and weave in search of an easy meal Winter warm The Sun does its job, if only during the heart of the afternoon Water Frigid temps keep bug activity to a minimum, but…