Josh Alfred Poems

The great wave came crashing in
Taking with it, all within

Waves rolling over
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An arcane vein flows through my brain
Cajoles names that play a lyrical game.
They decide to entwine or cause a great divide
Between themselves and others that abide.
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She grows all purple, white, and red/
Lilies, pansies, roses, from her head/
She tinkers with the hues of eyes/
And casts her spells on twilight skies/
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She's like a soft faint light,
With a weak low shine,
Frail, pale white hands
Thoughts tarry, linger,
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I am not the same
With you around
How the Earth
Doth spin a‘round?
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My mind hovers over the past
Like a vulture gliding slowly
I hang-out with my memories
I abide some time with nostalgia
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Rivers have gone dry/
Death circles in the sky/
Forests are fading, gone/
Skeleton remains under hot sun/
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My brain
Looking at your brain
Seeing together
Our eyes.
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Homes of all people/
Machines producing/
Clothes on all backs/
Food on all tables/
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My hair is falling out
Because I am pulling it.

My teeth are falling out
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