I find the beggar's face happier than me
At the street corner where I see him daily
In unkempt hair and stretched shriveled palm
He doesn't look as ruffled or as me bereft calm!
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under cloud's mountain
I speak her
words of love.
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Raindrops wished them
colors seven
obliged sunflame
sliced heaven.
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The horses feed on bat-moon meadow
their stone age stable now cobwebbed
hooves long rested from run
gone dusty by the wheels of metal
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While I question existence
seek purpose and a god
the dog sniffs the trash bin
in howling hunger
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The birds visiting me
Now I don't feed.
Blame it on my cats' greed!
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Life is living the sunset rays
Or remaining awake on a starless night
Dreaming of blue gold days
Keeping nightmares out of sight!
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The ones thought lost never go away
find in you a place anchor and stay
on a rainy evening such as this
they come to your mind plant there a wish.
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I don’t believe in god
But still thank him
That I’m better off
Than so many others.
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