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Jan 2019 · 110
White Blanket
Robert Carter Jan 2019
Of assurance, gratitude to whence you came,
And of the floating flawless diamonds.
Innocent, beyond the vision of rain,
Whilst man indulges chestnuts and almonds
Inside, and not to spare a single grain,
Of the substance graciously bestowed to pass on.

Eminence of fertility guarded from existence,
To be fathomed another season of zeal.
So carry on, blanket of wrathful persistence,
That bitterly mangles with how mankind feels,
And insomuch contains means for amends
Upon our once tranquil atmosphere worth cheers.

But on a white bathed joyous piece of sky,
One day viewing masses of beauty unseen,
And largesse again bestowed on those undeserving
Protected saints that no longer purpose to cry.
Jan 2019 · 441
Clutter
Robert Carter Jan 2019
Frivolous, yet protrusive to the mind,
Reductive, yet ultimately prestigious,
The epitome of chaos, abomination of order,
Mocking ill informed statutes, for what?

Implementing indifference to the recipient,
And therefore is undesirable, but still spontaneous;
Creases upon silk in randomized fashion,
Cloaked by erroneous declarations of meaning

And then to become marooned by others,
That pass by way of order, alas!
Ostracized was any corrupt system
By those who perceived it in due time.

Contemplating on glory and honor.
There the fall occurs, but with temptations near,
And until emancipation from the jumble,
Only until then, will thought cease to come clear.

But until then, with bars of steel in bare hands,
Lonesome tears commemorating those old desires,
Maroon rapids to rid the soul of hope,
And condemnation for darkness to come,

Those old habits yet still don’t penetrate
The achy, destitute mind in need of use,
And still again shall remain until fancied
True ideologies worth revelation arise.

— The End —