Kevin Maroney Poems

Unbiased as the wind is knowing,
to determine which way the it is blowing,
death to those who we are not,
but for what are they really the man's blot?
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An apparition, staring in the mirror
Misses his own reflection
It's soft gaze gently returning his
affection.
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The black pit of melifecit delight,
a bog of laughter and glory delight,
a red cloud of depths unknown,
to spike and sink to depths unsown.
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Somewhere deep in the heart doth lie,
a beautiful, untainted butterfly,
and though shrouded in cobwebs he may be,
Come out as the truth he will eventually.
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Ringing sweetly in the wind,
A soothing sound in the head
Not a noise, but one as well
-Silence.
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There was once a girl, locked in a tower,
Up so high all she could do was sigh,
As she looked down at her dragon without the power,
To escape from the beast, her horrid captor.
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Day in and out through the whole sun
laughing, playing, never to run
Lovely daisies picked ever so slightly
and into the grass fall so lightly.
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The beat, the tick, the endless heart,
Comes quick, fast, like a a nonsense harp,
a percussion drill, so loud but faint,
Unstoppable, inconsolable, inconscionable to a deadly gait.
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Spring days are so laughing
They are so filled
with the smell of roses
and the rest of no sergeant drill.
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My fine, dark friend
Known to one and all as
Deep and Depression,
Guild and Negativity,
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