Garth Wesley Oatway Poems

Under the cover of dark night
behold the tranquil lights
as they shine on peaceful sights
spawning awe and endless delight.
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Doth her name invoke thee
pleasantries and ecstasies?
Doth sweet dreams invoke in thee
of She so elegant and bliss?
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Conflict, oh conflict: that volatile state of opposition.
Oh how it rears its ugly head at such unsuspecting moments.
From out of nowhere conflict arrives as the embodiment of antagonistic resistance. Now while conflict's persona rivals that of hostility, it is only befitting that conflict instigates a contrasting antithesis within others.
And just as clashing principles force a disagreeing struggle, conflict will challenge any foe to fight.
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Lined top stereo blast and blast!
Lined top stereo blast!
Pound those speakers!
Tweak those tweeters!
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