JOE POEWHIT Poems

On this special day.
No it's not in May.
Heart felt warmth for thee.
Across from the many sea's.
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Swells of golden image hill.
Credit card heaven-more refills.
The bricks cascaded down.
From my head, removing the crown.
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Kids wait outside the temple.
Meditations of the coming mental.
Collection usher, at the door.
The congregation inside, wants more.
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Golden halo of green leaves.
Capture the sunrise breeze.
Still for the morning dew.
God nature beauty, a stew.
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Feel real lost today.
My image just flew away.
Soap AD, made me this.
Radio said, I'm real crisp.
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Twirling, spinning, dancer rogue.
Among the flowers, in the fold.
Evil casting many spells.
Breezing by the wishing wells.
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Now I am done.
All day long, TV. on.
What is in my head? ? ? ? ?
Mixed up crazy, ''they said''.
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The day has begun.
I'm on the run.
Crooks carry guns.
Traffic, fumes jam, radio on.
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Beyond all.
Earth just a ball.
We are so small.
Yet - God loves all.
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SWISH - the wind goes

Silent to some
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