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Monthly Archives: October 2017
MILLSTONES
I should just forgive you take off this millstone hanging from my neck I should just forgive you and climb out of this rusted broke down wreck But Vengeance sang while Forgiveness stuttered “Sorry” is one thing you’ve never … Continue reading
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Tagged FORGIVENESS, FORGIVENESS SORRY, MILLSTONES, poems, Poetry, RUST, VENGANCE, WRECK
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IN DREAMS
In dreams I raise the dead long buried fears unaccounted tears all swirling ’round my head In dreams I raise the dead In dreams the past runs wild The phones never work ghostly shadows lurk and the mirror holds … Continue reading
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WEEDS
Don’t get lost in the weeds Look up. Wish on stars Howl at the Blood Moon. Spot barn owls and fruit bats Look up There’s a Rorschach test of clouds waiting to be deciphered as the east wind styles … Continue reading
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Tagged bats, clouds, moon, owl, poems, Poetry, rorhschah test, stars, weeds, weeds look up
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THE LAST POET
There will come a time when the last poet will pick up pen or quill or charcoal carving deep in caves so maybe someone someday will feel the power of words Hope is air to poets and with his last … Continue reading
LIKE AND SHARE
Where are the flower children and the peace-nicks? Kids who were quick on the draw with a peace sign or hippie handshake now watch memes of a woman getting hit by a golf ball and falling down Remember when … Continue reading
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Tagged flower childre, peace hippie like and share, poems poetry
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