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Brenton Doyle Poem
The birds woke me up
and I climbed the tree
to join them
I stuffed my face with purple candy
the clouds were every shape
my teeth fell out
but they bounced back up
I smiled
that tickled my fancy
I jumped out
and wanted to fly
landed flat on my back
but I felt like the sky
never ending
and a birds poo
landed right between my eyes
I am a Guru I said
and I floated back into the tree !!!
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Brenton Doyle Poem
I'm fuzzy now
and I'm not sure why
Is it my soul
that's making me high
I think
I blink
my fuzzy is in ink
a pen on paper
to my brink
to my love
to my journey
oh yes I'm fuzzy now
but here I am
telling you how. !!
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Brenton Doyle Poem
Finely broken glass
filters through
my picture heart
from where puzzles start
inside tainted walls
or none at all
shaven and prickly too
In between
on random moons you glowed
melancholy from all and Above
spinning
spinning
spinning !!
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And you laughed with me
and our eyes were watery together
and inside me
you are gathered
"all of you"
scattered through me
like in raked leaves
but now the wind is dark
you disappear like poisoned bark
and my soul is in a million pieces
and some of you
have them inside of you
that's cool I'm glad to be there
but where did you go !!!
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Oh dizzy heights
that come to me
lost
and pressed
against my inner skull
my hand
it holds it in
as I spin around
searching for the deepest crack
to find my spoken dream
and cool is this place
that sparkles
like shining eyes
without ever knowing them !!
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From what does lie
on tips of tongues
is never said
and it curls back
to where it shouldn't
building in our ever present
stacks like fire would
slowly burning
on heart felt ash
we fade
and the tongues tip
is lust
and the ashes dust
"regret"
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Just stood in the rain
Raw
open
loving myself
feeling every drop
run down my naked body
no hiding can I now
love has entered my heart
I say your name
on my rain soaked lips
I close my eyes
and thank the sky
this rain feels so good !!
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