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Anthony Mendoza Dec 2016
If what they say is true
Comes the sun in morning blue
Night must give it's moon way
To help deliver this pulse called day
The day, today, amid lost treasured sorrow
Bereaves the night to become tomorrow
A benevolent price for mere strands of gold
As the silver moonlight is cleverly sold
And what about the clouds flying in distant plush
aloft in noon, mystic blush
Would they not succumb to such sweet desire
From serenading harmonies of midday choirs
The days music echoes its rapt enthrall
To bring a crimson eve before the darkest fall
Wandering feathered flights sail majestic dunes
As sunset prevails the afternoon
And sun and moon dance amongst their cosmic tears
To spin minutes into days, days into years
Anthony Mendoza Dec 2016
Behold my eyes upon your crystal garden
Onto where the fragrant of your beauty lies
Tis a rosebud blush in Autumn growth
Tis a smell of sweetness of your wine
Sunshine dances amongst your golden bloom
It gives an innocent kiss upon your silken pedal
The vibrant touch of it's white caress
Brings enchantment the heavens do adore
A September smile so bright and alluring
Flourishing in the elegance of blooming renown
The golden bells of Autumn do sing
A birthday song for a flower named Serenity
Anthony Mendoza Dec 2016
INDIAN GHOST ON THE
   PRAIRIE GRAND
       WHO'S TIRED BONES FEED
                   YOUR CHILDRENS LAND
             LAY REST YOUR HEAD UPON
                YOUR MOTHER EARTH
AWAIT THE SPIRIT OF
       YOUR NEW BIRTH
Anthony Mendoza Dec 2016
Sometimes when I'm in a dream
Listening to the hummingbird sing
His song carries me on silver wings
Through midnight stars and moonlight beams
Oh so vast and sleeping wake
The reverence of his song I come to take
It lifts my spirit upon a mountain break
Onto the valley of an enchanted lake
There amongst this lakeside rhyme
Stood a cabin of early time
Perfumed by trees of scented pine
Blessed with earthly music chimes
Within it's walls I do endear
Free from hate and haunted fear
From the dancing flames in which I peer
Crystal fire ripples an image so clear
Peace, love and harmony we sing
For all creatures together we bring
A gift so simple I'm offering
Sometimes when I'm in a dream
Anthony Mendoza Dec 2016
Scented dusk upon the forest lay
The tree grows quiet among the nights foray
Here I lie in darkness day
You a dream, I dream away
White streams of moonlight flight
It's smiling creed, It's eyes so bright
Brings me a shadow before my unconscious sight
An inward gaze into your hearts delight
Here I lie in woods abound
Your words to me a silent sound
Like a mystic river that runs aground
In it's rippling silence, I shall drown
Love from your breath, floats to heaven divine
A meager stranger to a wordless sky
Cold white fires flow, my bodies eye
Leaving torment my soul, my soul once shy
This impossible dream, so languid in movement
Echoed in time, lost and spent
Love betrayed to me you sent
Here I lie in nights lament

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