Michael Gale Poems

God bless all the spirited imagery...
Of poetry.

For without a such imaged word...
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The Sun went down on that greatacious periodic era of time....
Without, reason or rhyme.

The dark ages, reigned on, with all...
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Bluistic aurora's of our moralistic fibers
Inhewn to thee soul's describers'.

Anarchy raises it's mustering rank...
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A Monestoric tree spread out it's branches to world's own roots...
Trying to issue th' word of God to evil's gangly cahoots.

Angels are messengers possessed of Godly aid..
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The heart speaks what the mind or mouth will not be heard, aloud.

God bless all romantic poets who are not afraid to write what is of the heart.
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The sewer of stupidity...
Is of the old guard or ancient antiquated poet-in-style.

Name calling should have to come to a screeching halt...
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I'll get to it...
When time-prevails.

I'll get to it...
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Terrorist's in India...
Just want to stifle man's freedom call.

These manly demons-must fail and fall...
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Snorezzzzzzzzz......
Sleepy noizzzzzze.

Don't know how a mate can make this noise....
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In a way-A house painter is like a poet...
The house painter or average person just might not know it.

A lot of cleaning, sanding and preparation of the surface takes care and time...
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