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Daddy made a smile and i drank it down
and his bedtime stories with my teddy bear
made my youthful life magical and full of sprites
and i love the memories that flow through time
and each thought is a universe of living life
a life that i only now know was magical
daddy take your time and live the moment
not the past but now and forward-time for me
and kiss sun-drenched dreams for life and love
i’m here and you are there — together always one
so, daddy take this love and spread it around
around the seconds and minutes of our memories
we are a spring and summer that gives life
and wings of fairy and butterfly carries us
:: 03-21-2014 ::
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My sorrow surrounds me today
It is not a garment I wear
but a thing that sticks to me
Weep I do to one day leave it
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No, i do not dwell in sorrow
dear, i grab life and love
each time it my way passes
but my fingers are tired
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it is not a thing of flesh
but more-so a breath of air
and her scent is nature
to me she is Mother Nature
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What poem could i share
mere words of love and joy
but these are of fire-pain
run far-hide from my stanzas
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but if the seven wonders come
and you should match them all
and if blood and fear is no thing
then my heart is yours forever
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a whisper escapes my spirit
my soul could not dare say
but i believe in you much so
it’s not of pain and fear
:: 03-21-2014 ::
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Complexity swim beneath my skin
a severity twice-fold within soul
minor key pounce life-notes-me
and refrains of sweetness-motes
i am that one-different in life
no care for superfluous thing
but love–that be my charge
protect and care and serve
:: 03-21-2014 ::
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I, within the flat and dry plains
could see clearly into eternity
but a day unbeknownst to me
the sudden violent weather —
no fraternity, but came to be
The skies cracked my spirit
and bolt-light my soul
this for five long years
the rain — incessant winds
and on a day of certain death
the sun became my friend again
and in the distance the storm went
:: 03-20-2014 ::
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HUMANITY concludes its part
an act unequaled in savagery
blood moons paint a crimson
whose portrait hangs without nail
the cross bared once before —
a drop of blood split these rocks
and horror revisits us all this day
a quickening so some flesh be saved
:: 03-18-2014 ::
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THE ant has as much say-sothough burrowing dirt and sand
and butterfly knows so – flies
one above the other below
So humans who work a till
unknowing they build
a castle unknown in dirt
and so above air
one is not greater
the other knows
air and dream
sleeps a cover
of warmth
love
:: 03-17-2014 ::
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Ah, those wing-tip shoes
a hipster attitude to boot
an unreliable man-animal too
I walk the footsteps you choose
dinosaurs walked them too
but a real man — fragile yes
I am unreliable but undeniable
I am a whisper upon your heart
a feather-tickle on your soul
take-me-break-me-make-me baby
I am here for you and only you
and the mighty dinosaurs
will finally rest this day
:: 03-17-2014 ::
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MANY years since the fancy floor
where feet dance and swish
and body gyrate with lights
eye contact delivers target zone
and blood boil-heart drones
I want to meet that woman
who can keep up with me
and groove and slice the night
and have some left for the bed
:: 03-17-2014 ::
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my river called Mystic —
creativity bends
that human creature
drinks the waters
abnormally —
inhumanly sensitive
truly my category
not alive am i
unless creating
:: 03-17-2014 ::
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terminus across my soul
a movement
compressed
the light is ancient
and I am old
what power say you
devoid of youth like
father time — eons ago
the vagabond
begs more
No! No! No! — pleading
be gone this illusion
a single note slicing
passion between notice
We are not who we are
who we be
not what thing
that creeps between —
our
divine dreams
:: 03-17-2014 ::
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