Michael Gale Poems

Woke up in the morning early and bumped my head...
Felt so sad that i hurt and ached but glad i was not dead.

I had a cat that talked back to me secretly....
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I shook my hips down at Heart Break Hotel...
My ghost now supposedly wanders to where, I just
will not tell.
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Lo' to release feelings of grandure and appeasements displayed...
How can i fend off feelings of depressional disdained?
Why does it seem that i wander around in a dismal abysse? ...
When will feelings of missment loving escape me finally to the great
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That frosted cold heart, iced as to a block,
Repels all advances to it's a'mored respect...
Is the only placed, barrier'ed blockaged reject.
Her royaled iced queen has no hopes of love...
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Life cannot exhist, but with death.
Death cannot exhist, but with a given up of life.
Memories are what we have of that is left,
which in turn will reunite us with loved
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A thundered storm sends down water as like as being delivered down
in over abundantly filled buckets.
Woe is we...
What to dew?
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Did JFK or Bobby get Marilyn in more ways than one...
Both brothers had her seperately, i hope.
What fun! ...
Soap on a rope?
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A pound, a pound, for too much bounce...
How may I justly, do denounce?

Regret thy ways, that hath ye over eaten...
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Book stores are storages of the past....
Poems and poets in aisles that last.

Shelves upon shelves of books...
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A hue-edge kaleidoscope of colors painted of the rainbow...
Peacock's colors a-splashed abound feathers.

Fanned out beauty in colors of awe...
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