Wojja Fink Poems

The Versace faded quickly
On the clothes line
It had been hung up upside down
And the wind quickly exposed
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If I could play some blues on a guitar rambling slow
Dancing on the fret board bending notes up high or low
I may not play like Jimi or with Slowhand's silky skills
But I would play a melody to cure you of your ills,
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Going fishing for some poems
I haven’t caught before
Sailing in the ocean
Far from the sandy shore
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Still they keep coming like never before
100’s of comments but they still want more
some write of love some of greed
some have more comments than I wish to read
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Sending requests down my broadband line
please read this exciting new poem of mine
189 comments you've already got
I can't read all them I'm no poetical swat
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There once was a man named George Simon Ohm
he didn’t go to school he stayed at home
his dad taught him well his name still resounds
in apprentice text books or how a speaker sounds
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I ask a question
And am showered in grace
My tongue wags
And there is no answer
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My speech don’t rhyme it’s lost its flow
I’m ignoring things now don’t you know
Procrastination rules the day
Taken all my muse away
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I sit in meditation - thought has ceased;
The growing silence deepens under will;
Discursive mental pressures are released;
And mind is centred, wide awake and still.
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