gregory collins Poems
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A Pearl Far Away From Its Shell
You have an innocent smile that touches my
shoulders. Vowels supported by darkness itself.
But i can can't see death pushing aside the
roots of life: Life is a long meditative walk
about why the smell of pollen reminds one
of the soul. So why do we take fire onto ourselves,
that ends in the form of prayer. The fact that
such a gentle song will decompose my body.
My nose, blankly sniffing, dreams a dream.
I have an invisable flag from under falling leaves,
and it is still summer to the bones of the tree.
To the merchant of the earth and ...
Seasons Of Emotion
I haven't seen clouds lately, i wonder what must
be wrong. But not knowing where to go to sit
face to face with the sun, even if i am all alone
in Heaven with a wish to give a kiss to Hell; like
a couple of angels ready to listen to what i want
to talk about. So i just use the grass as a pillow