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Jan 2021
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the flowers below
my window
lance me heart
so!

purple, reds,
and yellow-
into bleeding
parts

oh..
and sooth
my feverish
brow

with their
love
and how
like a wish

like a dream
of youth
anew!
the flowers

below my window

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stroke at hours
and months
and days

through
eon
s

black
and white
gone

cheer my
soul
make

this life
cheerful
the sun

the swallows
like a dream
so young..

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they feel
i feel
cacti

behind
and above
the blue

sea
sky
a tiny

lizard
scampers
for cover..

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with a dandelion
at his throat..
a lonely

wizard
a heat
chilled

a lost word
this world
beat

you
me
wanders

cut
only
silence

hears
up the
tread

to the all
diminishing
portals

a butterfly
or fired
eye

a bright bead
from his
sleeve

like glass
looked
by

he see!
wild bird!
he see!!

by
and on
purred

ahead
what is
coming

o lord
the room
red

on the alter
bright
the heart

of man
a wave of
his gnarly

hand
a little laugh
for hell

and loved
a dagger
to be

held up
cry the
whole

world
poised
and

glints
dead
red

the old
way
whispers

back
stayed
faith

love
and belief
children

whispers
he
a universe

of one
reason
listen

to our
godhead-
pantheism

the wizard
rainbow hard
drew from

some heavenly
auroras
sweet dawn

of unite
an adoring light
the ring of

we
glory
glory

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Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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