Anthony August Poems

God beats down a thunderous roar
This is not the place it was before
Oh my children what has become
Oh my children what have you done
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I cannot shed
My winters coat
At 22 degrees below
I'm still farming.....
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Siloute of my dear love
Be it true
Or is it was
Siloute of my dear love
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Looking out my front window
Where the kids were playing
The day was fine
The sun shining and clouds so blue
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I lay my gaze upon you
Loose my breathe
Such beauty
So fair
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When I'm on my bike, leather jacket, shades, I feel cool....
No helmet
I wanna feel free.
Free especially from rule.
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She wore that blue dress tonight again.
Makes my heart ache on the verge of sin.
The way it whispers on her skin.
It looks like the wind.....flirting in the rain.
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As far as the eye could see
we rode our horse comanche man and me
we rode in snow and in the rain
through the mountains and grassy plain
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My Dad left me, twenty two years ago.
It wasn't his fault, and he wasn't that old.
Drugs came in and took him, without a word.
Didn't ask any permission, Which is kind of absurd.
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Would they notice if I was gone.
It sounds just like a country song.
If they did would be relief?
Or anger, grief, or disbelief.
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