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David Nelson Jun 2010
Is there a reason

is there an aisle, for the pile, for just a while
a box, that holds rocks, and room for my socks
  a clamp, to put on my cramp, hold my stamp
   a day, when I can say, it's gone my way
    an eye, made for a fly, without a sty
     a flag, or a paper bag, to cover the drag queen  
      a goat, that you know will float, without a boat
       a house, for my mouse, a lacy blouse
        an imagination, for a nation, needing salvation
         a jeepers, without a creepers, and no peepers
          a kite, that flies alnight, until it's right
           a lesson, learned from confesson, without guessin
            a mole, in every hole, who likes rock and roll
           a nerd, who looks like a bird, that's what I heard
          an oil, our waters will boil, you've ruined the soil  
           a potion, or a lotion, that enhances the motion
          a queen, whos really keen, on old James Dean
         a reason, for commiting treason, in any season  
        a space, in this place, to put my face
       a time, to do my rhyme, is it a crime
      an Ull, unknown to Krull, whose blade is dull  
     a vacuum, in every room, or just a broom
    a way, to ever say, you need not pray
   a Xe, to strong for me, a trace I see
  a yak, the color black, behind my back
a zama, in Alabama, Phi Slamma Jamma

Gomer LePoet...
Luminant  Apr 2014
H O P E
Luminant Apr 2014
After all the colorfull days
that he will never regret
Came the dark cloud uninvited
wind is too weak to blow it away.

He prayed for the sky to cry
hoping for the cloud to hop
Yet all is left was ash and grey
that he used to hug alnight.

Then he saw a candle light
swirling far across the sea.
Built a boat of strangled mind
and an oar of distant hope.

He is sailing across the sea
dragging his shadow towards the light
All it needs is a single ray
a single ray to reincarnate
will miss u calicut

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