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The Sparrow Spread Her Wings

The Sparrow spread her wings 
Before the chick could blink 
The Sparrow spread her wings 

Rain pours she's on the brink    
Flying through hazy clouds 
Before the chick could blink 

She spots us on the ground
Swinging in our four arms 
Before the chick could blink 

We set off the alarms 
Only the Sparrow saw 
Swinging in our four arms 

Under her tree we talked 
Words I shouldn't have said 
Only the Sparrow saw 

Chirping as you walked off 
The Sparrow spread her wings 
I saw her as she wafts 

The Sparrow spread her wings

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Storms

the storm approaches
they're all running for shelter 
I journal the sight

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Snowflakes

Snowflakes falling to land 
of the caroling, 
whiten the coats of man, 
as they're traveling, 
from door to door singing how Christmastime began

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As the Mirror Photographs Eyes

As the mirror photographs eyes, 
Tongues running laps read glazed signs,
Broken phone calls your label
Talking fire cuts fixed cable,
Voices piling in rooms behind. 

Snapshotting darkness as I dine,
Mailing timepiece's vessel skies,
Painkillers rocking the cradle, 
As the mirror photographs eyes. 

The brain's carcass sees the sun rise
Rotating roads, token trails sigh, 
Step on streets in staples, 
The deck of cards on the table 
Covers stained face, breaking disguise 
As the mirror photographs eyes

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The Eve

As eve descends upon the light land 
blinds and drapes shut none see no one can 
the wind softly howls the streetlights shudder 
inside the house we assemble the band 

looking at the map this is the plan: 
we pick the lock and slaughter the man 
his guards will fight to their very last breath 
we must kill the prophet's line in the sand 

from the building we tip-toed on out 
our best disguise came from the puffed clouds 
the rain poured as we walked to the gold fort 
at our destination there was a crowd 

the clairvoyant was preaching quite loud 
dripping wet his followers all bowed 
he pointed at us and asked our mission 
we simply stared refusing to be cowed 

the swords were raised the battle was fought 
throats slit guts hang as the seer was caught 
pleading to me why must you shed my blood 
for my place and people to have a spot 

I stood alone in the battlefield 
and entered the camp seeking to yield 
the chalice of night which rings my dreams true 
I am the prophet assuming the field

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Show Me God

"Show me god" the non-believer shouted 
this male Middle-Eastern Caucasian king 
sitting on a cloudy throne who doubted 
his creation and punishes them when 
he made me this way it was men who penned 
religious texts from imagination 
dogmatic laws or suffer damnation 
clerical hierarchy power hungry 
men reciting inane narration
I replied to the atheist bluntly: 

metaphors exist in all world writing 
seers understand science of their epochs
the universe is something from something 
tell me what did the process develop 
design is all nature in a toolbox 
energy, frequency, vibration lives 
in all matter, in all space, and it drives 
me to breath, eat, drink, sustain my lifetime 
the purpose of life is not to survive 
but harness God inside and out and thrive

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Hold On, a Bit Longer,

Hold on, a bit longer, 
the stars are calling your name. 
Each second, you are stronger,
as you charge against the pain. 

The stars are calling your name,
as you walk the shaking road. 
As you charge against the pain,
as you carry heavy loads.

As you walk the shaking road,
miles are waving behind, 
as you carry heavy loads
your heart races the time.

As you carry heavy loads,
your voice sounds different. 
Your heart races the time,
victory imminent. 

Your voice sounds different
holding on a bit longer. 
Victory imminent,
nothing you can't conquer.

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Pride of Place

The movers wheeled the piano in the apartment 
my tutors revealed plateaus climbed as an artist 
hours flying pages turned black and white keys charted 
scoured trying ages I played packed plight I started 
recitals, concert halls, from practicing hardest 
reprisals, my art calls, the piano sits modest 
In my twilight years I teach children to harvest 
the wild bright light nears, to each the piano harnessed

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Forever You

Forever you 
I always knew  

We two waking, gripping our both 
souls pouring into one body,
as these four eyes met were spotting:
us walking in the same meadow 

souls pouring into one body
rendezvous to see this old growth, 
you who we reveal in this home,
to be the one I am longing 

Forever you
souls pouring into one body
we are together and alone 
you who we reveal in this home,
I always knew

Forever you 
I always knew

                                               1/5/2022

Meditative Ballad' Contest by Emile Pinet

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Music Notes

Music notes
I have wrote,
carry hope,
a strong rope,
helps me grow. 

Songs I sing
body swing,
joy it brings,
fly my wings,
do my thing. 


                                              1/5/2022