Poems by Michael D Nalley

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  • There was a gamer chic called fry
    whose advancing skills caught my eye...

  • Of all the luck that I have ever had
    the worst wished upon me would make me sad...

  • About three miles from my home where I was a kid
    was a sanatorium on the hill well hid...

  • There once was a fast weed
    that had a special need...

  • I called a friend, standing in awe,
    after the one who practiced law...

  • I imagine a legal agent of Rome
    enforcing the law of Caesar and Moses...

  • A Good Book is like a living document,
    that often dies when its words no longer breathe...

  • I stare at the pale green screen
    where no one is ever mean...

  • Vice Versus Virtues
    Despair's the opposite of Hope...

  • On this tiny speck of cosmic dust,
    which has been imagined to be thrust...

  • It was a day ago tomorrow
    that she told me about her sorrow...

  • When I face the sun
    to the horizon...