Anthony J Nacke

Anthony J Nacke Jun 2015

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The Wind blows the
trees. Cotton lies in
the grass. It is snowing
in Spring, I walk through
and want to sleep on.

This happened due to Practicing for the Class I'm taking. It was totally unexpected. Hope you like this.

Anthony J Nacke Jun 2015

The Birds sings. Their songs
are a Mixture of textures.
Their pleasure is my Sunshine
when I have a cloudy day.

This was practice for a class I'm taking on The Basics Of Grammar on another site. I hope you enjoy this.

Jun 2015

Summer Jackson

Love (10w)

your presence,
the only reason
that i am still alive

Anthony J Nacke Jun 2015

Yellow is mellow
keeping you in
the groove.

Like Cool! man

Tempers effected by
Colors.

Numbers count and
hues keep you
in the groove.

Hope you like this

Anthony J Nacke Jun 2015

The comb roams my
scalp saying "OUCH!"

A tangled mess

Best to be left alone
when its grown.

Another older poem.