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 Oct 2016 Aztec Warrior
Lora Lee
On the other side
of perfect
between the golden
silky lines
is the mirrored world
we live in
where ties
don't always
            fully bind
they unravel
at the seams
get frayed
so rough and broken
as the blood and sweat
and screams
replace the words
of love unspoken
and we all have
a place for fake
for presentation,
a kind of lie
but the truth
snaps us awake
as we choose to live
or perhaps to die
Yes, some of us
might disintegrate
in the wake of
destruction's wrath
not seeing for the
      blindness
that pain causes
on the path
for we forget
             that light
inside us
in our darkest
stings of wounds
we forget how
           high voltage wavelengths
reside within
the numbness
that consumes
and once reflection
melts the glass
and throws self-hate
into the fire
this is the hour
of miracles
of faintest stains
that take us higher
our deepest inner
whispers
that roll discreetly
through our veins
rumbling humbly
between heartbeats
that push the
bloodflow pumping,
igniting sparks
inside our brains
and whilst my heart
is battle-shattered
it quickens up in pace
as I electrify myself
and to the heavens
                turn my face
let the wild sunset
bathe my soul in
shades of shocking blue
for after every
combat encounter
I rise again
              anew
Hante "The Storm"  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z9oIK7Dqf7I
The sky is blue white swirl toothpaste
The afternoon sun has a glowing smile on it's face
Backcountry radiates from gold to forest
green , wind dancers cheer and ruminate over
a living , breathing scene
A butterfly is bound for points east , blackbirds
whisk the windsong dreams
Angus herds booga-lah-dooga-lah the stair step
meadow , a tickled Titmouse chirps in the October shadow
Copyright October 17 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
every day there's millions propagating*
propagating young for human survival
survival of mankind lies in future births
births fertile by score sheet number

these cherished gems a large bounty
bounty of potential covering the earth
earth requires them to also populate
populate with treasures of life

the expiring old replaced by the new
new vitality bequeathed on our planet
planet replenished in fresh living beings
*beings fecund of breeding's line
Ego
baby you've got an ego
way too big
baby you've got an ego
no one can dig

over the years it's
weight did accrue
now's the time for a
look at its value

why not trim
your ego's mass
cause you know baby
it's so crass

do you hear what I'm saying
about being too smug
adopting the right tude
will be your debug

yeah baby
vain ain't hot
yeah baby
vain ain't hot
why don't you try
modesty's trot

baby you've got an ego
way too big
baby you've got an ego
**no one can dig
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