Halloween Music Poems

I'm okay, 
you're okay is a mask in the land of pretend.
Children say what they feel,
their honestly can bubble over.
Little ones have not learned words...

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It’s Sunday morning, my watch shows that it’s 33° and 5:58 am. Surprisingly, half of us are up and motile. My excuse is that I’m...

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I'm heading home after five
humming to myself quietly;
I've missed the December' sunset by an hour,
Christmas lights sparkle, folks greet each other:
hear the joy in their...

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I remember the day Frankenstein was made,                  ...

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A God-honored teacher, Miss Ruth Vance
His gift to our town, His circumstance.
No replacing her bulging tote bag -
It was priceless, minus the Gucci tag."

and now...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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As a child we think of masks and Halloween,                ...

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Muddy Water's Gramma gave us licorice

I walked the old Kenwood neighborhood with my twin little brother and sister in tow,
'hold there hands and look both...

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The POP Legend

Jackson 5 started it all
that faithful day
Their sound so unique 
that it paved the way
Little Michael showed 
the world that a new 
sound...

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The Ghost In Music

I'm dying all the time. 
I sit in a car and an Indian girl's
ghost appears next to me. She is
holding John Lennon's...

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Is it simply just a wooden music box?
Charming the human soul, with its melodic undertone,
What a hypnotic melody it so plays, enticing the listener
With its...

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Torturing me with touches
I feel the sting of hardened and lasting lust
Touches not of mortal fingers,
But Halloween-haloed strings composed by musicians of mystery
Pressing upon my...

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It sounds like the Egyptian harp
playing in the sunset, as the clouds
redden above the horizon.

It sounds like a saxophone in the moonlight,
as a blonde in...

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Have you ever written anything without sub combing to tears ?
        
    My Family portrait...

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In late October the reddest moon didn't change its phase,
it remained in the same spot to watch the witches' ballet;
the loud music matched the mood...

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