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Michael John
Poems
6d
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poetry is food and food
is poetry-the soul will shrivel
if it is terrible then so
throw a silver piece dude
into a bottomless well
and go no..
no..without it..universal
love and time so
genius and the fool
hand in hand
shared-crude tool
why, say people
o subtle little stand
some twaddle
death and renewel
the loving land
a quick cuddle-
her or his hand
try and keep track
like a diary book
like a distant f
dinner in front of
the computer
carrot soup and
quiche
poor or rich
does n´t matter..
kidnapped by aliens?
on you go..
tell us you woke up
with a sore ***-hole..
and more power to you
make it good though
don´t rush..don´t they say
god is in the detail
(i say and too often
i know..)and i go on
i know..finnishing is tricky
motion is my thing..
ii
travel i liked travel
now,i am frightened to put
my head out..
memory will do that
i realize now -but with all
the ***** cognac i imbibed
tis´wonder i can remember
but with the computer and a
nice cup of tea..
i was death and now i am life
well change baby..
viva la differences
the bat cat and rat
the chinese i admire
don´t you
i felt universal love
to strangers but now
i want to **** them-
such is life change baby
old and grumpy..lol..
i was so dumb
i thought got to do
something baby
apart from drinking..
i was going from alcoholic to
chronic..a book by..it is called the grass
arena..
john something-i have to move..john
healy..how a drinking man became
a chess champion..
saved me bacon..i picked up my
guitar and said right..
and then i thought what about painting
and so on..i thought i was good but..
therapy..penny whistle followed
violin and mandolin
heal me..save it..baby..
reading..i think i have covered crime
and punisment quite extensively-
in other poems i know
my girl friend hit me with it-bam..
it hurt but i read it..
and dostoyevski..what a guy..
from their i got into the russians
when i think of a book
some memory is attatched
and love and redemption
sonia and rodney..
his lovely mother and dunya..
mr luhzin
and my sore head..siberia..
bless j..who had great *******..
Written by
Michael John
62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)
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