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john p green Oct 2015
Shall I differ or do I dare?
For the wind oh! oh!
It shall take me anywhere
Believe those embracing thoughts
For they do shine forth
And will shine with the gusto of heavy passion
And flare with the pathways that open many doors
New volumes of opportunity uplifting moods floor
The gears to a revitilizing breath of action
john p green Oct 2015
That beautiful tree tends to harness
Emotions we all should follow
Or simply care not too
With all that matters, is it you?
That fate we become
Yet those vacant stares
Can we recognize that which we harness?
And dare to recognize all the carnage
john p green Oct 2015
Shadow people, Cherubs equipped with lethal arrows
Distinct wing flapping sent from below
Shot over 3,800 times to no avail
One alive communicates with those transcending
Purgatory equals complex word syncopation
Frequent visits with fingertips energy transference
Lost precious trapped in mirror, sad!
Cats play and sing jive, especially the one hanging from curtain rod
Throws out "**** ya ***" every other verse
Call him upon it and low baritone purrs
aplogies
Confusion bubble pop? Fathom now or just wait
Ha! Ha! La! La! Rah! Rah! Rah!
Later
john p green Oct 2015
Beware! For shall one seek
What those have often followed?
You know that fragmentation
You'll seek or see till the end
The answer lies in no comprehension
Just a simple smile , laugh or touch
Or piece of mind
So simply ask yourself
And don't dare
For at once the mind does close
john p green Oct 2015
Just want to be reunited with you
My precious oh I dare not say
It's simply for sole protection
For we delve on differnt planes
Yet we'll always be here and now
I simply want to bring it back
Those songs and nightly visits
Your voice so pure and proud
Brought both smiles and tears
Too bad no one else knew it
Even in my head thru the day
Please don't leave again
We will reunite my dear
Just because I've gone astray
Only in the sense though melded
And I mean that for life's sake
john p green Oct 2015
I crumble that page
Toss those thoughts out
Try and try again
One thought leads to another
Banish that to the depths
And a new attempt surfaces
Just don't let those thoughts go
And never let them not flow
Otherwise who will cherish
Those intimate ideas?
john p green Oct 2015
Something is in the air
Ever escaping, never clear
Neither positive or negative
No direction just there
Pure, everlasting and aware
Oh! Sweet smell of ambiguity
Flowing free and effervescent
Trying to unclench now to be
Yet in trying I'll never measure
For there are no weights
So finally not wanting to see
That enticingly sweet smell
Chooses now to encompass me
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