Michael Gale

Rookie (? / Chicago Illinois/Oklahoma City.)

Inflicted Saddened Days Of Colded Scolded Worst. - Poem by Michael Gale

All rows of corn destined not bourne...
To this i vow that all be it sworn.

Have at thee this Sunday School best...
For of the moral warranted test's.

Planted kisses upon thy willowed swillowed thirst...
Aurtumned Sun injects highest brightest burst.

Inflicted of days of scolded colded worst...
Let lesson's of life be wisened and first.

Autumn Sun radiates a warmth and vast blanketting gladness...
For soon to be will death come to pass it's ever stretching sadness.

What is to be seen of all this mounting madness? ...

As i tug on the many different strings of the unstraightened jacket
and all it's unloosened fray'ed thread...
My soul must keep this saddened breath hath starved many stains
of misled and memories bled.

Comments about Inflicted Saddened Days Of Colded Scolded Worst. by Michael Gale

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (10/10/2006 3:02:00 PM)

    Deep-Rooted, and passionate slice here, MJG....I LIKE IT!
    Good atTENtion placed on abstractivity...

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, October 15, 2010

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