Seth Morrow Poems

The dawn turns to night as the sun fades away.
Now the shine of the stars light you face.
A beautiful time in a beautiful place
If only a dream might I never wake.
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She looked up the other night deep in the sky,
to see her life before her, and ask the question why.
Why has nobody come and swept her away.
No night before her, no peasant in the hay.
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I have a plant in my house.
Not a tree a shrub ore a shrew.
But a plant.
It's green and red and sparkle blue.
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Old brick road, take me home.
To a place I'm not alone.
Shelter me, keep me worm.
Safe inside your loving arms.
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A wind of change is coming.
This has been foreseen.
A wind of change is coming.
Soon it will be seen.
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This life can be strange
and at times down right tough.
Obstacles in the way,
will make a journey rough.
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The Trash can fire burns worm.
For another dog left out in the cold.
Glistening streets,
where the dark allies meet.
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I sat up from a dream and looked around.
But she was nowhere to be found.
I checked the room with satin sheets.
But only haunting silence did I meet.
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Chris cross the moves tonight,
I’m feeling alright.
The sound and rhythm is tight.
People are down and getting around.
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She keeps on moving down the track.
A locomotive thats never coming back.
Anywhere bound on high, and flying.
Straight and true there's no denying
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