Short Blotted Out Poems

when cat comes over
both mouse and rat blotted out
people are happy...

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When he comes to me
The whole world is blotted out
Big bang revisited....

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And when the shadow of a large boot blotted out the sun
I then knew my final  day of reckoning was done

Now that I am on the other side
Free from pain and hurt I now reside...

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have mercy on me 
for my sins flow like a stream
cleanse me with your blood.

my heart remorseful
wicked acts perpetuated 
to redress bad deeds.

on my knees I cry!
for heavens to bless my soul
my sins blotted out.


DATE:8-18-2016...

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                                     surrounded by ash
                                sun is blotted out no light
                                 split up north south west


					                                SunshineWilliams...

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Where is the dream?!!
Where has it gone?
Have we lost sight of it, in the confusion we see it, I see.
Has the dirt that has been thrown at us hide its light.
Where is the dream?!
Has it truly been blotted out never to be seen again? 
Do we truly live in such a sad world. Where is the dream?
 Can you help me find it. 
I am so lost. My directions are now skewed where is the dream....

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O
Dearest Blue Eyes,
I wish
I could have taken your cup
Drank your sorrows
you would never
have tasted sadness.
O
Dearest Blue Eyes,
I Wish
My heart 
Felt the bullet
And not yours.
O
Dearest Blue Eyes,
I wish
I could have given you 
freedom
A world 
Without pain.
O
Dearest Blue Eyes,
I wish
I could have
Blotted out your bitterness
Given you a smile.
O
Dearest Blue Eyes,
It is far too late 
For wishful thinking....

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He loved,but could not say
such words,he could not find;
He loved,but could not touch
such warmth,was just too much;
He was proud,but could not praise
such sounds he could not raise;
He supported,but not with words
such feelings,witheld unheard;
Sentiment,tight reined within
banished,unvoiced by him,
embittered by his own hurt,
a scarred child 'neath his hairshirt.

In the past,his crippled emotions lay
imprisoned,unsaid,'til his dying day.


Emotion=Inhibition...

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I stood upon the ocean's bay shore
And with a fragile reed I traced upon
"Bobby I love thee."

The mad waves rolled by and blotted out
The fair impression.
Frail Reed! cruel wave!
Treacherous sand!
I'll trust no mere!

But with a giant hand,
I'll pluck from Scotland's
Frozen shore his tallest pine,
And dip its top into the crater of North Sea
And in the high and banished heavens I'll
Write: Bobby I love thee.

And I would like to see
Any doggoned wave wash that out....

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