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  May 2016 VS aka Jason Cole
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I dreamed of my father
crossing the fields
on his one-eyed tractor
mowing acres of sadness
heading east of a moon
that'll be gone tomorrow
and I waded the creek
beneath a ridge
where my mother is shearing
dead roses and the smell
of those flowers floating
to the foot of the mountains
reminds me of her hair
and my father's laughter
disappearing across the hill.
The flowers of the Sunflower
turn to greet the sun everyday
As the sun travels across the sky
the flowers follow
And as the sun goes down
they droop over in mourning
  May 2016 VS aka Jason Cole
Stephan
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*Sunset shimmers, brushstroke heavens,
pastel ribbons brightly gleam
Atop a slumbering horizon,
lost within a blissful dream

Twilight breathes in shadowed vistas,
firefly illumined skies
Cooler breezes flow the branches,
evergreens in whispered sighs

Silhouettes of evening romance,
constellations dance above
Darkness calls my heart’s devotion,
alone with you and so in love
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