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john p green Dec 2015
Just see for yourself! It's amazing
How can it be? Just how he can see
Only we are supposed to observe,
listen, learn while sharing within
Corresponding seemed absurd
So let's now savor this blessing
He is one to fear then love follows
Truely special who may be the one
We'll gather each eve at windowsill
Once welcomed we slip right on in
Transfer essences, sing night long
Till Dawn must send us shuffling
With that speedy flight along
More of us eagerly gather at night
Always in search we love the right
Must gaurd him, hide from depths
Our being present can jeopardize
This amazing crossing him over
Tis already begun, oh! that speed
One day soon while still in skin
He will map energies eternal song
Eventually singing our souls free
Yet beauty of song stays with he
john p green Dec 2015
Bought me a jigsaw puzzle
Just randomly off the shelf
Price, didn't give a ****
Offered it to passerbys
Maybe one could decipher
And piece themselves whole
Met one who stepped out
So I opened that puzzle
Cut it right down middle
They half and me half
And so we parted our ways
Ya see no matter how close
Just how close fitting them
Always missing or lost one
So why not toss half those
Gives your imagination chance
To never finish letting go
To stop being so stagnate
It will greet you one day
I know
john p green Dec 2015
In rank darkness an entity from below
at 3 am reaches for me

Never flinching, that black winged one swirls fierce red eyes my way

Crouching hell bent on first procuring flesh and subsequently my soul

Unleashing the inner grimoire to truly seek its unquenchable devices

Believe that its coerced intentions drains its victims weak

Usually triumph rains phasing captured one's soul from *** to death

Slipping undauntedly away failed Incubus next time will better walay
john p green Nov 2015
Can we take away that unforgotten feel?
Does it necessarily require thought or reason?
For me it's just that simple shot, oh yeah!
Not just from the barrel or a shot to the heart.
This feel, soaked in cleansing pools of sensible care, acts as a harbinger of Autumn and its floating harvest.
The collection of whims is too solemn yet sweet to dare.
Feel a scare at what one cannot invest.
Ya feel what you feel and ya can touch what you feel, but how can you really feel love?
It doesn't take a whole heart to simply push it ahead, simply dare.
For love does share in its simplicity, never taking away from the care.
The beautiful serenity is a catalyst to deliver us from death.
Such a sweet and unfailing feel brings such warmth, like an innocent girl soiling herself, which stings of humility
and grounds us in an inspired bubble safe from futility.
So shall we or not try and feel that break in the knot?
For what is it to feel once again? Let's put it this way, find your own way to feel.
john p green Nov 2015
Our crossed paths just stopped one day
Wasn't my breath thrown at the candle
Nor hers who threw the magic away

We danced around while it was still lit
Turning and churning our feet softened the ground
Planting that path of our ever gentle growth

Crowds would take time just to gather
Eager to watch our simplictic cantor
Yet in our eyes was releasing the way

Now reaching back to that one day
They gathered round for Loves next lesson
And a force greater than ours blew it away
john p green Nov 2015
Look into my look and you see Sunyata
Try to govern and you will simply dry up
If I extend my limbs full forward
Will you know they're not your own
For there are no masquerades thrown
Here one simply uncovers over there
Seems all you solicit is to atone
Make me your parallel, I've offered
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