Music Wolf Poems

The melancholic, cold rain makes me sad.
In the days of loud silence,
rain always called on you.
Your way into my thoughts and tears.
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Color of lead on...

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We are lost in the fog rolling over river waves, intoxicated with waters music. 
I can see you only, and you can see only me,
while...

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Music drifts through the shadows of the night
As lovers dance under a Wolf Moon's glows
Wrapped in glorious glimmers of starlight
Where hands gently merge as unseen...

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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The New Preacher, 
“Hear My Words”

Are you listening. 
I am saying things very clearly. 
You need to keep trying. 
Are you talking to me?
Am I...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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Mirror Mirror

Do not lie. I know that you want to. 
I know that you may need to.  
I am broken, and soon…
You will be...

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Dark Times

Times we celebrate, to be who we are not. 
Bleak times, diseased remembrances. 
Why?
You know.
You know because deep inside…

You have hid under a blanket...

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A Wedding Day

Cleaning the church is a privilege. 
I go every Saturday, humbly to serve. 
It is not a boast, it is small gratitude paid,...

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Today is Enough

The morning came early. 
In fact I was up all night. 
I watched the coming and going…
of the stars.

God’s work ever at hand,...

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Rule Breaker

Risk taker, warrior maker…
Stand tall. 
He is with you. 
Do not fear, what they may say…
as they would say it any way, 
if you...

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With flow and rhythm, poems can sing,
Music to ears: sounds are heard,
Euphoric eruptions it may bring,
Quintessentially spoken every word.

With words and lines, poems can rhyme
Caress...

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Though green his not to sex without love
The feeling of cheers still as hot
After the brawl a trademark left - his evil laughed

Princesses are quite...

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inhales in shadows
takes inspiration from gloom
moonlight penetrates
creates an old fashion song
simply called singing the blues

© Harry J Horsman  2012...

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laying in the buth tub
\the rubber ducky
reminds me of the yellow clock
right by where mom is cooking
and ticks to her internal heart

substitute to perfection
world what...

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