Short Takeing Poems
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yes she desreve
hearld the word
all she has done
my repect she won
she taught me to
you see awinner
am
TAKENG MOTHER TO
DINNER
Form:
when summer near
they began to bear
takeing coats off
comming out he loft
hot weather makes
the well
to get out of there sell
YOU CAN TELL
i have them all
picture of water fall
and kids playing ball
i love to shot
i toots
at pictures takeing
am not fakeing
my pets are shot on alog
theye
WALL PHOTO
as i turn my head and listen too the strom another fatherless babyis born!they are fighting too keep me but all i want is too be free!my skin is brown from the sun and for the south i refuse to pick up a gun.the priesident hes a good man every blackmans friend.the storm is ragging ang so im i them takeing gedisberg has got me hi!
Run, run, run
Is all I hear
Speak to me.
Whisper in my ear.
Looking over my shoulder
Nothing there to see
Hit the door
But I have no key.
Locked out or locked in.
Either way no way to escape
All my demons
Takeing all these shapes.
Consider it yours
Consider me done
Take your prize,
Now youv'e won
Settle the sea
Calm the crooks
Raise the house
They shall read this in every book
Siting at home
all alone
letting thoughts come
wondering through my head
about what to write .
My mind empty
like outer space .
Then seen visions
of the sea waves
crashing on beaches
bright array of leaves
falling like stars
from the heavens.
Serene thoughts
run care free.
Takeing long walks
with someone who cares.
My heart flutters
like butterfly's
as I see peaceful thoughts.
25 July 2012 8:00 AM
The cleansing wind of change
The winds of change blow into the face of time.
Sweeping away the moments of the present ,
keeping the past from takeing the future.
Each moment struggles when it is born to remain and exist
for it knows its fate and does not want to fade away.
They become but memories some bitter and some sweet and
the wind of change blows forever on, cleaning the way for the future.
Written by Bobb Marly the poet
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