Mystery Shooting Poems

A tombstone is my thought,
I made my tomb out of thoughts
I knitted my shroud from hundreds of ideas
And out of sadness I finished my coffin.

I...

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From dot number one I draw a line
To dot number two with a pencil fine,
Then on to three, off to the right
Back to dot four,...

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Today I saw a great white light
As it was falling through the night

I wondered what it was up there
As it descended through thin air

Then I...

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in the valley, under the darkness of night
a shooting star lands at my feet
after it's cooled, I pick it up
looking at its intricacies
as I turn...

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