John Sensele Poems

Matters little when life like a lifeless leaf in the wind trembles
Surging forth, seeking serenity, summoning common sense
In quarters cut off from conversation and creative communication mumbles
As couples lost in the mendacity miasma boast and coast in notoriety nonsense.
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Awash with a bash and stash of slush cash
Ashley lets her mind go blind
This propels rebels in her stables to blush
Ashley gushes and hushes the unkind.
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Arrange to challenge fringes of soporific syringes
Range not to derange organized order
Singe not, whinge not on top of hinges
Binge not, cringe not and wreak not disorder.
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Look beyond hooks of today to books of tomorrow
Anticipate rewards diligence brings
Shunt aside the brunt of sorrow in a row
Disregard strings fastened to risible rings.
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Grow the glow of love on wings of your domestic dove
Satiate and ingratiate appetites of your petite partner
Pour gratitude with the right attitude into pots of gifts from above
Fete your lover with a commitment cover on the visage of Mount Etna.
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Handle bundles and trundles of amity with dignity
Despatch patches and batches of blues and queues of odium
Welcome pockets and sockets of hope and humility
Above all, fertilize fields of favour and faith on God's podium.
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Rejoice each day no matter how much love breaks
Instead cuddle the bundle and trundle of the joy you reap
Rise and migrate to a new platform although love aches.
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I ask why I live in a flask
To hide my pride
To chide and deride every task
Better to stem my indifference tide.
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I dreamt I said, ‘Hullo, Fellow' on her pink plumage pillow
When from my blue sky grew and flew a sentimental swallow
That told me to fold my arms and grow calm because it didn't matter anymore
As the etiquette of entire episode chose to metamorphose into a sappy snore.
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Love lives and gives glory in the cranny where you least expect
Although you search for love and her dove in all the wrong places
Expecting love to grow greener in your pantomime project
Where if luck lurks you reap and keep sentimental stresses.
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