Gary Fellows Poems

That haunting music rings out
Grips my eyes to that haunted face
Suspended animation of morphed reality
Of that disturbed face’s eyes
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See the kids playing there
And even grown-ups too
Splashing in blue and white
Red flags discarded
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How many voices
How many thoughts
Are suppressed by masses
Ideologies and trends
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Kicking and screaming
We emerge in this world
Screaming and kicking
We fight our way through
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Dust to dust
Breath to breath
Cough to cough
Carbon Black death
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Long cold winter
Long cold heart
The Snowman is thawing
Like hopes melting away
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There's more to being ugly than ugly
A beautiful face beautiful shell
Her exposed superficiality
For all to see her mask is all they get
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Here she comes
All sex and lace
A cute round bum
And made up face
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What a wonderful world
But how many of us really know
Or understand the magnitude
Of time and of change
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Oh how I yearn to touch your skin
Blow off the dust that time has left
Feel the tones of your ringing bell
The bumps and ridges of your inner shell
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