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Glow Oct 2017
Rain pours
Scores and scores
Of droplets fall
Watch them all
Scatter across the lawn
From dusk till dawn
On and on
When will it stop?
My roof is leaking
I need a mop
  Oct 2017 Glow
Pagan Paul
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Random components in a broken box,
all there is of the jigsaw dreams.
Unaligned pieces distorting the picture,
a wooden tapestry split at the seams.
On the perimeter frame of insipid ice
molten images interlace in mist,
reaching for completion, a solid visage,
defying the puzzle a right to exist.


© Pagan Paul (09/10/17)
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Glow Oct 2017
The music plays
The silence dies
The tune is soft
Close your eyes
It lifts your spirits
It makes you smile
Dulls the pain
For a little while
When the silence returns
And the music ends
That's the thing about songs
You can play them again
Glow Oct 2017
Do you love her because she's beautiful?
Or is she beautiful because you love her?
Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more.
Couldn't resist.
Glow Oct 2017
They paint the truth with colorful words
Dress it in pretty metaphors
Make it sing ryhmes
And dance in meter

Because the
Dull
Drab
Flat
Frozen truth
Isn't enough
Glow Oct 2017
I reach out and touch the stars
I run across the sea
I do the impossible
Though the impossible can never be
They say never give up on your dreams
It's funny that they say that
Because my dream is reality
I'm trapped inside this fantasy world
Reality is veiled in mist
Who can resist
The lure of the unreal world?
When in reality
The stars are always out of reach
And one drowns in the sea
So I will not pursue my dreams
For pursuit of reality is madness
And all dreams are vanity
And I must preserve my sanity
Written in the fall of 2015.
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