Josh Bashline Poems

In today’s America,
we live among men,
that don’t know why they’re free.
Men, that go about they’re days,
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His saggy eye lids and rough,
weathered skin,
remind me of a rainy day.
Dark blue eyes as cold as the Atlantic chill me to the bone.
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My love.
Let the sun shine down and warm us with your smile,
And the moon glow in the night sky with your beauty.
If ever you question my love for you,
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Dark skies.
Windless night.

Lonely trees.
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Looking out the window of a taxi,
I see people walking.
I realize.
Each person,
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If I had duck feet,
I'd walk an odd duck walk.
People would send funny looks my way.
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He's got a red black hat, a white tank top.
He works real hard, going non-stop.
His tractor is mean, it gets a lot done.
Farming all day, having a little fun.
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Bobbo was a clown with an elephant too.
Traveling the world and working in a zoo.
Vaselli and Margaret were a couple to match.
Their love running wild, it was hard to catch.
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My shaky legs carry me in.
The forest gets darker.
The wind gets colder.
The snow gets deeper.
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