Michael Gale Poems

As i trailed the train whistled tracks across the trestled bridge...
Barn filled black birds, were nestled up close to each other,
up in shadowy-over head rafters, trying to survive and not succomb to the Easterly, chilling, cold winds.
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The American Eagle, Majestic to eye and heart...
Like a fine sculptured piece of Nature's chiseled, art.

Spread wings in flight at ease...
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Light, light, light by a moon lit night...
Pal-en shimmering of death brought fright.

Misplaced skull-en...
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God filled humor...
For God gave us the ability to think and have a sense of humor.

We breathe...
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'Peanuts, get yer peanuts here! ' said the house builder, as the hammer banged...
'Get yer peanuts here he rang and again he sang.'

Another volunteer looked in amazement up at the ex president of our country. 'We Habitat for Humanity volunteers are tired of hearing those words, Mr. Carter'...
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I've never trekked down the diet road...
But-To me you are my eye candy that won't make me bloat.

Always are you sweet to my vision...
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To be forced to spend a day in hell on this worldly earthly earth...
Should be denied one final time, since the time of this undeserved of birth.

Why was i to be born in a world of earthly hurt? ...
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God bless those who stop the wars..

God bless those left in charge...
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A kingly thing, that king, that king...
To find a song, to sing, that king.

He sold alot, that king he sing...
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Can't wait to ignore the tv news...
More violence spent upon the screen of bloodied hues.

Why must violence meet my eyes and ears? ...
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