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Paranoid Inspired By Ozzy Tribute

I walked in and was blindsided,
your racing pulse I had to steal.
With the first glance fate decided,
I walked in and was blindsided.
Crazy train of thoughts misguided
this love to me seemed so unreal.
I walked in and was blindsided,
your racing pulse I had to steal.

Our Better Angels

When on the road to Damascus,
Paul heard the voice of our Saviour.
He, who was once Saul of Tarsus,
When on the road to Damascus,
Hearkened to the call of Jesus.
Blinded by heavenly lustre,
When on the road to Damascus,
Paul heard the voice of our Saviour.

I AM that light, foretold of yore,
Manger-born; angels did herald.
I, who seek hearts, knock

A Blue Moon

That moon by romancing is made,
I never know what people do.
But its love light has picked your face.
That moon by romancing is made,
Sets my fingertips to the day — 
A night that's between me and you
That moon by romancing is made. 
I never know what people do.

Reading and Writing

I have not heard many summer birds
My summer time is spent indoor
Reading books and sweet gifts of words 
I have not heard many summer birds
To know more of doing my best bids
To write informative pages for sure 
I have not heard many summer birds
My summer time is spent indoor

Intercession

Palms touché in clarity.
God’s touched by intercession.
Lips proofed in sincerity.
Palms touché in clarity.
God applauds your charity.
Be thankful in concession.
Palms touché in clarity.
God’s touched by intercession.

Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall Poetry Contest

Warm summer days fly by so fast, 
cool weather’s lurking in the wings. 
School holidays they never last,
warm summer days fly by so fast 
Dead foliage will soon whizz past -
“Those Autumn Leaves” my grandma sings! 
Warm summer days fly by so fast, 
cool weather’s lurking in the wings.

Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall

 Half past summer, two months till fall
 Leaves are still green, sun shining bold
 Flowers still bloom, and birds still call
 Half past summer, two months till fall
 Visions of Fall, dressed in her shawl
 Her breath swirls the leaves, turns them gold 
 Half past summer, two months till fall
 Leaves are still

Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall

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                             Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall

                 

Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall

" Summer's my favorite, I suppose. I am not looking forward to Fall at all"
The Poet.

   Summer, my favorite perhaps.             
  Foam squishes between all my toes.  
   Feet tingle, warm sand, water laps.   

Summer Outgoing Next to Greet Fall

           Summer not gone, starting showers.
           Summer outgoing : Next to greet Fall :
           Rainy environ embowers.
        

Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall

                                Half past Summer, two months till Fall
                

Half past Summer, Two Months till Fall

Half past summer, two months till fall,
boredom, bullies; teacher neglect.
sandcastles, encase, be my pall!
Half past summer, two months till fall.
when school bells toll, tenderfoots bawl—
sun's embrace, we'd warmly collect.
Half past summer, two months till fall,
blackboards, bullies; teacher regret.

Harvest Moon Nights

Sweet summer is kissing goodbye, 
embracing the harvest moon nights,
summer birds bid adieu and fly,
sweet summer is kissing goodbye, 
earth’s bosom heavy with a sigh,
tears of maple glow in moonlight,
sweet summer is kissing goodbye, 
embracing the harvest moon nights.

Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall

Your Summer, lad, will be gone soon.
It's time to make some memories.
It's writ in phases of the moon -
your Summer, lad, will be gone soon.
Then, Autumn sings a sadder tune.
Take action now, your time to seize.
Your Summer, lad, will be gone soon.
It's time to make some memories.

Mugging

My bones float over her, I'm glass
Now on memories drunk I sip — 
Another sun that must be asked.
My bones float over her, I'm glass.
I gave myself, my skies; cup's pass 
A blue bookmark upon your lips.
My bones float ~over her~ I'm glass
Now on memories drunk I sip.

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