John Sensele Poems

To you, my President, who would rate
Realities of covid 19 as a hoax crate
Despite mounting figures and facts
I enjoin you to revisit your selective amnesia acts.
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Bustles, castles and hustles collide
In my world where scents of events slide
Out of control
When seals of sorrow patrol.
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Hearts grow cold
If feelings too bold
Tear apart covenants built
On love stir up sassy silt
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Fault lines in my bio bubble crumble
Bolt mines in my rodeo stubble stumble
When from pesky pains I extricate
Thoughts that grow more intricate
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Don't settle for less
Unless you grow worthless
Turning your worth upside down
After extracting sleep from the eiderdown
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In skimpy sleeveless tops, strumpets
In rows teeming with lust blow trumpets
Snatching bucks from souses
Who snap them into sleazy houses
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My fountain of love oozes
When my brain by default chooses
Romance over grumbling
At times my feelings fumbling
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Ever let frustrations grow wild
At a time when fear strangled you like a child
In scenes you seldom understood
Your mind interrogating why you felt misunderstood
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Don't belittle the face mask to endanger your beloved
When the mask you wear on your chin feels enslaved
As advertising your face seems wise
Beloved lives you cut down to size
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Sometimes I cry, sometimes I die
Sometimes I try, sometimes I sigh
Wondering why immense possibilities faded away
When wisdom dictated you and I give way
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