Short Blinder Poems

A fly from yesterday
buzzing around the room
even if i try to ignore
no way
Even today it still interferes with my work
I pick up Shelley's poetry book
Sitting on a dusty window blinder
hit and catch the guy....

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Stars, hovering over us.
Floating emotions,
Love's moonbeams.

Eternity, strings on her bow.
Hearing the wind blow,
God the creator.

We are magnetic and charged.
Drawn into action,
Blinder than bats.

Forced to surrender.  Finally,
The storm has come
And we are complete....

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The last organ grinder played a blinder
Intending to leave folk a reminder
To music upbeat
All those in the street
Did a conga to “Eye of the Tiger.”

It was the close of a splendid career 
The organ grinder shed many a tear
As the music died 
He swelled up with pride 
For the crowd gave him uproarious cheer....

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Love can be sweet calm and tender. Love can be a heart in a Blinder. Love can be joy. Love
can be hate or the sweet kiss on a second date. Love can be hell. Love can be haven or a
small date at seven eleven. Above all others love can hover and float to the sky or lave
you were you want die. so hold fast let love bloom don't take the chance on letting it be
your doom!...

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Misinformed as ever was,
  as sad as sad can be,
for no one cared or dared to love
  a creature such as she.
Time rolls past and in its’ dust
  she wonders where it’s gone,
left standing still with faded eyes,
  a vessel dreaming on.

As crazy-paved as garden paths,
  and blinder than a tree,
holding court with ghosts of kids
  who never lived to be.
Imagined loves she never met,
  no truth to rest upon,
just make-believe and pharmacy
  a vessel dreaming on....

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