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"dreem" poems
Hast thou cometh here cyndelich ande in beaute with the erli ande feintest daunen, whilst the undaunted niht sky wilt newely beren the daies spring once more; ande dare I asken if perhaps I dreem, or if you trewly do drape thy leoft hand gentilly o'er my right syde, whilst callening me, the struggling budde, to sprightlich issue forth; ande morph into a myghty florishener, then leoft to beggen most intently to be swathen in a manere of soole luve, all in the mysty morwening liht? I shall e'er awaiten your andsware, for now in effect oan, 'till the dai that I am growen -perhaps n'er to escapen for the vine, but aye in the blest sunne.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 12:36 AM UTC
A Beggar To Desire (Middle English Version)
They said Demand an explanation for barns in the second person I said Let me show you where the hay is. The big red barn the color of my heart when i look at you, Baby. I am just a country boy, a Frenso FarmBoy- I am but a humble peasant to yuor Highness. But I love you, regardles of everything. When I was younger I dreamt of a cornfield to call my own. Now, I only dreem of your eyes.
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Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 12:53 AM UTC
FarmBoys
I spend my days paralyzed If you ask me why ill blame the weather Not the Washington rain No one ever asks about the storm from which I'm sheltered Its a **** storm in the minds of man Carrying out the wack wills of lunatics On light waves from dark eyes Rending dementions untouched by hate They see the light In me and turn an evil eye Not knowing why or to what end My soul mourns for them and their sad life My body revolts at the new found pain writhing unsure of its cause My mind trys to make sense of the seemingly sourceless flight or flight reaction Just a twitch And we lock eyes Clarcognesence hits like a three story wave and I can see it Taste it Feel it on my skin I am your enemy?!? Were do you know me? No! not me some dreem... Some scheme gleaned by some other fiend the sun makes us all look bad by contrast So I hide in my pad Ask me why I'll say the weather It's not a lie just easier to swallow
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Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
Swallow