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His saggy eye lids and rough,
weathered skin,
remind me of a rainy day.
Dark blue eyes as cold as the Atlantic chill me to the bone.
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My love.
Let the sun shine down and warm us with your smile,
And the moon glow in the night sky with your beauty.
If ever you question my love for you,
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Dark skies.
Windless night.

Lonely trees.
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Looking out the window of a taxi,
I see people walking.
I realize.
Each person,
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In today’s America,
we live among men,
that don’t know why they’re free.
Men, that go about they’re days,
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Darkness is his favorite time of day.
His hands say nice to meet you.
His face says stay away.
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For two days he lays waiting.
His hunger and thirst drives him to the brink of insanity.
Yet he lies still.
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His eyes light up the night with the power of 50 thousand candles.
His soul burning like the heat of the flame.
Never has he feared anything,
until now.
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Fantastic!
It's time to dance dollface!
please my darlin,
come with me,
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Hey there worm,
my name's Josh!
You can be my friend if you want to!
If you dont,
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When I wake up from my profound sleep,
I hear strange voices calling to me.
The distant ringing and screams together entwined.
My vision and thought both last in space in time.
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13.

You’re creepy.
Has anyone ever told you that before?
You just give off this vibe that makes people want to stay away.
No one really likes you at all and you have a weird head kinda.
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She never stops laughing.
No one knows why.
She just laughs and laughs and laughs,
and no one knows why.
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When the light dies and night lives,
there is a symbol of hope,
tomorrow’s sun,
a bright star,
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If I had duck feet,
I'd walk an odd duck walk.
People would send funny looks my way.
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17.

He's got a red black hat, a white tank top.
He works real hard, going non-stop.
His tractor is mean, it gets a lot done.
Farming all day, having a little fun.
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Bobbo was a clown with an elephant too.
Traveling the world and working in a zoo.
Vaselli and Margaret were a couple to match.
Their love running wild, it was hard to catch.
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My shaky legs carry me in.
The forest gets darker.
The wind gets colder.
The snow gets deeper.
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The night before,
destruction imminent,
clear skies,
light breeze after a cool drizzle throughout the early evening.
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The Best Poem Of Josh Bashline

My Old Man

His saggy eye lids and rough,
weathered skin,
remind me of a rainy day.
Dark blue eyes as cold as the Atlantic chill me to the bone.
The brown spots and dead skin patches on his bald head,
are like battle wounds,
which he has received over the years.

His unsteady hand shyly grasps his sable cane.
His three lonesome limbs longing for their missing brother,
taken from them many years ago on a beach in France.

Blinding gold medals and silver stars,
overshadow the Purple Heart,
but do not hide it.
His navy blue suit with yellow lining and a flag on his shoulder,
immediately grabs my attention,
and drags me across the sandy memorial.

Quietly standing on a ledge,
overlooking the old battlefield,
gloomy tears gently rolling down his face,
as he re-lives that horrible day.

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