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ong Ago & Far Away

torn...

chase back on a dream an evil scheme
love has a way
fire place stay
choose the dream ahead of friends

learn...

the basics of love to flame,
orange juice on a plate of decay
we live for our dress so their we will stay
bottle neck way


search...

wide the highway for their we shall roam
the circus has come to town,
feel the happy lens under the cupboard,
falling fingers snow caped chases....

out of brilliance sorted vent
pay the cover straight & simple
bask in the vast delicate sway
nice a perfect happy & gay;

sipped the last soda parade as you know ya...
carefree news in its sofa
The Raven
love is in the air
burning rubble
make my Martini strong like on the double
pierced right through the skin
perched up high as in the raven
penetrate as words adore in motion
penetrate as words adore;
music in the twilight of the air
there is was...

through lies of its deepest temptation
bold as to my dear brother
the over weight lover undercover
Bernie Sanders and the flag
Vito from Sapranos

Yet there in the distance the raven
Edgar Allan Poe had every right to know;
A trip to love a time before
fly in the sky
black as satin gloves
Today I looked out
choose the keepers swing;
to hear the telephone ring
get together music venture
look deep beneath the color grey
A Hallmark moment to read
to care for a flower in well need

Today I sit as in a pillar
make no mistake some call it fate
take career not to interfere
listen to the wind flow

carry me through the breeze
shattered upon the oceanic gem
look deep below the pillars swing;
sift right through the sand

when to understand
Eternity is a forever game
below the filter of a new horizon
Rose out from the radiance
*******

A poem should be palpable and mute
As globed fruit,

*******
As old medallions to the thumb,

Silent as the sleeve-worn stone
Of casement ledges where the moss has grown-

A poem should be wordless
As the flight of birds,

A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs,

Leaving, as the moon releases
Twig by twig the night entangled trees

Leaving, as the moon behind the winter leaves,
Memory by memory the mind-

A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs

A poem should be equal to :
Not true

Fore all ther history of grief
An empty doorway of grief

An empty doorway and a maple leaf
For love

The leaning grasses and two lights abover the sea-
A poem should not mean but be...
Viking Massacre

breath deep in shallow mesh...
getting drench right through the point,
wallow in the great divine
created for your design...see how we shine,
marked straight through the applause that binds
sequential rhyme still on time

there they came across an ocean that divides
slash the sail in its way
watery hole invades us all
purchased from the oceanic claim,

look to the oceanic claim
blood soaked rims across
one man dies so does another
frantic from the oceanic water

cannon blaze from the turning of the page
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Submitted by medes879 on Fri, 2019-10-25 18:29
Look at me through the eye of the storm
Some may curse the actual day they were born.,
Yet through the window of a new days dawn we can actually see a portrait of a dawn,
Each of us further can escape such a vibrant chance...

We can care for our elders and have respect for the man with the blue hat
Further, some look away as if someone in a trance,
put the dice on the table speak up as your able
It's out patriotic duty to salute the flag
find where the place of the father's gin
hope for their shelter grin
save it slime ball
lift up the hammer to be exposed
love has been fashionable
we drift back at a finder's keeper
in direct communication...

let it go of all sorted freeze
down through the ages
step into the groove
drag through their net
sorry that we have missed

through a marshal appearance
a good call for fresh laughter
live each day as if it was the last
cheer up my good friend
a reason to be concerned

the black dog was in heat
tripping over his masters leash
barren trip gain...
The wicked will soon to be perished
it some goods to be different

child of nature classic divine
More of what ?
See me scream
beyond the tree's
lay hold of all shame
to stay in the game

As that a fruit will between more of what ?
What are you being driven to see...
love was on the way
to love & behold
savor reach moment
Unto the most bitter end...
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