John Ackerman Poems

Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
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Barren Sea

to please indeed;
the warped put speed
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Dark Gothic Heart

I look to the sea
viral implications take me to the surf
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Theirs is astrange art, the weaving of
Air and sound into a weightless tapestry
Hanging in the church, a vibrating cloth free
Of sorrows that clothes men with God's love
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Warhol
abstract art
just you suppose
the motif of the epitaph blows
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flat lined
burning bridges
the midnight oil
cover me cover me make me feel whole
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777

just suppose;
a bit far fetched
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Bruh, I know your up but it's getting late
I got to make peace with you
Hommie I have bitten off more then I could chew
I'm sweating from the new day's sun
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To whom it may concern,
my newest piece is entitled "Fulfillment In Nature"...gifted in art I'm extending a heavy branch of love to the receivers. Open your heart to its delicate message of love piercing one's soul & being. Collectively impressed by sharing poetry to the mass populace. I will try to supply the unique cadence on its form & style:
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light gives way to light
there are pillows on the sofa
old band music playing
a bird flutters in the window
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