Kevin Patrick Poems

A celebrity died on Saturday night
Though I reserve tears ducts for someone I care
Such as the millions who suffer in Sudanese Camps
and the victims that litter the streets of Duma
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The Moon is full and ominous
Conspiring spectrums in the mist
With terrors mortals should not know
Catastrophes within the soul
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If Death give me a choice
on the matter of my end
I would not vouches for hesitance
The matter for due process:
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A surgeon can moonlight as a clown
Just as a commercial air pilot can sing
While soprano player can juggle motherhood
Tandem to performing recreational catering
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It was 76', when you vacationed on Mars
Rented the family a cottage near Bradbury Mounds
A modern concrete Lloyd Wright framed into the bedrock
Overlooking the green Sea of cylindrical calm We had an L shaped pool that wound around the ocean
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Millions of diamonds descend from the skies
Clothed in a raiment of pallid white brides
But you are the one unique to my Sight
Enclosed in a luster of magical charm
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Sombre tempests, seep with bonfire billows
In the charcoal wraith aromas, emanating autumn ‘sleeve
And everywhere the air is wrinkled and bitter
With summers reciprocity turning to winters prologue Elegies
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the body is a vehicle, the driver is your mind,
the soul is what units the material to the divine.
let freedom be the speed that gear accelerations rush
but use your conscience as breaks if your close to being crushed
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For my friends I make a feast
And shower them with banquets of affection
sumptuous courses of nimble delicacies
centerpieces of pheasants
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